When his associates arrived Keelan greeted them with a nod and grunt he filled his glass and offered them a bottle, taking a sip he dived right in, "As prompt as ever gentlemen, I have a client that needs a mess cleaned up," what was new? Nobles were sloppy indulgent chaotic narcissistic asshats Keelan always said or at least thought (he himself excluded from this thought because he wasn't sloppy; his mistakes were harmless 'don't fuck the commoners harlots you're better than that' mistakes two totally different things!), "We got a body coming up this way as we speak, tonight I need you both down at the docks as it will be stashed in my storage ship and I need it buried in the woods. Bury her deep," he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled a very plain envelop and handed it to Raff, "Hold on to this, I'll let you know when it needs to anonymously fall into the hands of the authorities," he downed his glass of liquor not making a single face as it burned, "Remember the Vitlock brother's? A year ago they were the ones with the sloppy whorehouse down south?"

Bulger nodded, "with the whore that was 'accidentally strangled'?"

Keelan grunted and looked at Raff, "You did the clean up and I told you to collect any and all evidence? Retrieve it and dump it with our new body."

Keelan was satisfied with both men's quick responses and confirmation of the plan, loyal as ever. Having the bottle returned to him he looked at Bulger, "You can go, I need a moment with Raff Bulger," Bulger nodded and departed with a hard pat on Raff's shoulder and departed. Keelan would begin to walk across his ship assuming Raff would follow and if did Keelan had a question, "What's your relationship with Rhedara Shannon?"

Keelan grunted and came to a stop at the side of the boat and sat his bottle down with his cup as he looked out at the sea shoving his hands into his pockets, "I gave her a job, so that makes her an employee understand? I don't usually condone it, for you Raff...for you I'll allow it but it comes with rules understand? Don't mix the two, you keep your Courting life separated from work. You don't ask her questions about our work, she'll do the same. She gets hesitant about working with me, you will be the one responsible for keeping her in line or you'll be the one letting her go."

A grunt of approval was what Raff got and Keelan handed him the bottle, "That's what I like to hear Mister Terach, congratulations she's a little looker that's for sure," a rare bold smirk formed on Keelan's face as he continued to look out at the fog rolling away from the docks, "Of course I also believe you should make an honest woman of her. Marry her. Soon," was there a question in there? No. Was it an opinion? Not really.

"If you both were married you could for go the rules, I can't deny a married couple the right to talk about their lives," plus it kept the man from temptation because Rhedara was truly a beautiful little creature, of course Keelan wouldn't (he was trying) do that to Raff. On the other end breakups can be nasty and hurt words damage reputations Morrigan Company couldn't risk that.

Keelan grunted, "Don't be daft Raff, I know marriages that happened after a day of courting, but I understand and respect you putting your foot down about it," Keelan had now turned away from the seas horizon and was staring directly at Raff, "Just follow my rules and all it well right? Now, go I got nothing left to say and you got work to do."