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“I’ve had some intel.” Sirius said, she could hear the nervous lilt in his voice. The anxious tap tap of his fingers against the rough wood of the kitchen table.
“Intel on what?”
There was a beat of anxious energy.
“Intel on what, Sirius.” James sounded angry,
“About the accident.”
“I told you. Every bit of intel leads to a dead end. Whatever you have I guarantee it’s useless.”
“I don’t think it is mate.” Sirius said gently, “Look, I need you to sit down.”
She heard the scrape of a chair against the stone floor.
“I’m not sure how to tell you this. I didn’t really believe it myself…” Sirius trailed off, “And neither off us are sure how to tell you.”
“‘Neither of us’? Who else is here padfoot.”