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“Yes, sir” Heat his men

Redmond drifted toward me I stepped into a side room A bar was on the left and a beautiful billiards table took up most of the space The walls were covered in antique early A ephemera, jazz concert posters This room had personality It was loved

Redraph and tore it down “Jazz sounds like noise”

“That’s because you don’t kno to listen”

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“I heard that” He didn’t smile He seemed more reserved and introspective today than I’d ever seen before He went to the bar, studied the bottles, then selected a whiskey “Drink?”

“Please”

He poured two We toasted “To a job well done,” he said

“Cheers”

I drank and drifted to the table Redmond stayed near the bar

“She’s not here,” he said “My h They found a roos, nice stuff, with lots of it thrown all around as if someone packed in a hurry”

“Maeve then” I sighed and rubbed atthis more difficult than it needs to be”

“Can you blame her?”

“Yes It’s dishonorable”

Redmond snorted “Since when did you care about honor?”

“Says the man that killed his father”

His expression darkened “Careful Old Bern seemed warm and fuzzy froh with him”

I waved that away I’d heard the rumors I’d seen the scars I still didn’t care

“We need to discuss Erin Servant”

“What about her?”

“She’s been helpinginterference with her brother She’s the reason Darren and Rootten involved yet”

“I suppose there’s a reward involved”

I nodded,his eyes “She wants to start her own family”

He looked surprised then whistled and laughed “That’s impressive Ballsy and impressive”

“Don’t underestimate her”

“I wouldn’t drea” He said it with a smirk, like he wasn’t quite intimidated

“I don’t want to give it to her”