Chapter 32 : Old and New Friends

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*Lucas* “You're sure this guy is on the level?" Brady asked as we stepped into the seediest dump of a bar on the edge of the capital. “Oh, I'm one hundred percent sure he's not until I hand him this," I said, subtly jingling a leather pouch of coins. Money wasn't exactly something you wanted to draw attention to in a place like this. “I suppose that puts everyone on the level," Brady mused. “Money talks. A lot of money sings and dances," I quipped. I scanned the bar, which was difficult in the low lighting. Most people were hunched over their drinks, though I could feel their eyes on us. “You lost?" the big, burly, tattooed bartender asked as he mopped out a mug. “Pretty sure we are," Brady muttered, but I elbowed him. “They're with me," an unfamiliar voice said from the deepest of

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