[Alfendi takes the paper, opens it, and arches an eyebrow. However, he makes no comment on it - he only nods, folding it as neatly as he can and slipping it in his notebook.]

Very well.

[You can count on him!]

If he appears again, I'll ensure he gets a reply to you somehow. [A pause.] Bigby is a very reliable man, but it's possible that my other side knows him better than I do. Is there a reason you suspect him?