The familiar voice, but with different inflection, made Lex look up from where he'd been talking to the cab driver through the open door. This had to be Freddie Trumper. Anatoly had been right, so like Roger that it was hard to pick out the differences unless you knew what to look for. And the cocky arrogance Anatoly had talked of hung around him like a cloud but at least Lex was used to dealing with this sort. Needless to say, he wasn't impressed, by the man or his tone as he asked to share his cab, but Lex gave him a polite grin in return. Perhaps he could learn a thing or two about the situation from the man during the ride. "Why not?" After a few more negotiations with the driver, half in English and half in Chinese,Lex stepped to the side and held the door for Trumper.