Sense & Probability

It could be anywhere. Or nowhere. I do not believe it is in the Anbar, nor the Metellan. I have been assured there is trust between us, those that oversee those districts and myself. Despite the talk that has cropped up in recent days, I choose to honor that trust. So that leaves the rest of the city, Glorious Ar in its entirety. Where would one hide enough salt to sate a city this size for a hand? For two hands? For a passage hand or more? Would they even be so bold as to hide it within the walls? It is hard to believe, and I do not have the resources to confirm my assumption regardless. Perhaps it is time to rely upon others, to delegate responsibilities rather than take this on myself. If it is, as it seems, corruption on a grand scale, I am ill-equipped to fight it alone. The first moves in a Game often spell the difference between victory and defeat. However, efficient strategy at mid-match can tip the scales in one's favor. I suppose I feel guilty for missing my match with Rufus this hand. Iam leaning too heavily upon Kaissa metaphors.

It is enough to say I have favors to ask. Decisions to make.

If the salt is not in the city, the first logical place it might be is Torcadino. Only a few days west of Ar, the colluders would be able to reintroduce the commodity back into the city at the most opportune moment, painting themselves as saviors and swaying public opinion in the same bold stroke. And while I thought earlier in terms of the potential profit, I wonder if bringing a city to its knees - just to demonstrate how magnanimously the Administration can help the population get back on its feet - is not profit enough? I despise politics. Worse, I despise having to think like a politician just to make sense of it all.