Claudius Reins had requested to speak with the Count or his representative. He sets aside time to do so shortly after waking for the day, and leaves word to Miss Gray in case she may wish to join him.

After receiving the message, Cuyler quickly prepared for the day and went to the meeting.

The Count would make them wait, of course, but eventually they'd be summoned to one of rooms facing off the city, with a splendorous view of the part of the Shield Wall called the Broken Land, with its many crags, summits and ravines, like an open maw of an ancient monster.

The Count entered through a small door to the side.

"House Londine... ah? Such... mhmm-oh-ah... youthful ambition." As the Imperial Spice Observer he must have had a prominent role in the Great Spice War, and was probably intimately informed about spice market dumping operations House Londine rose on at the time. But in the end this man didn't have to prove to be in possession of any particular knowledge to be considered dangerous for anyone by everyone.

"And House Mutelli. What an unlikely pair of envoys... ah-ah? Truly, the Landsraad makes the... mhwah-mmm... oddest choices."

"Yes, my Count, my name is Claudius Reins, I am a financial analyst and auditor from house Londine, and head of my houses delegation to your audit team. I am sorry I was not able to attend dinner last night our vehicle was damaged during the incident, and we found ourselves quite close to the fire, so our security team choose to investigate and see if they could render aide. "

"Has your daring... mh-uh-ah... paid off?"

"Miss Gray's exceptional skill set was able to verify that the warehouses in question held a very large amount of spice. Additionally our Saudaukar escort was able to apprehend one of the survivors of the explosion who claimed that the warehouse in question was an off the books Harkonnen storage facility. I plan to review the records and see if the spice losses in question are listed or if the storage location that was destroyed was a official warehouse or something less then legal."

"Burning mélange is not a pleasant scent and it was overwhelmingly present." she nodded. "I'm certain it was a significant amount, likely worth millions of solaris."

The Count didn't seem surprised. In truth, he didn't seem like anything in particular except perhaps amused.

"Mwah-mmm-hmmm-ah." It sounded like some form of acknowledgement. "And this all is under tons of sand now, ah-ah? Still, moh-uhm, you seem you have a path carved out for you then, mmmm-ah... auditors. "I've heard you all are a bit short on.... oh-ah... transportation. I'll order one of my personal ornithopters to be made available to.... eh-oh-ah... you."

He looked to the view beyond the window.

"Whatever did become of that... mmm-oh.... man?"

[Legitimate Suspicion recognised.]