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BLAIR’S POV. The man was tall and exuded an aura of power, the kind that made it clear he was not someone to be messed with. Suddenly, I became afraid. Maybe this was a bad idea. This place was no environment for Stella and me. He took a seat on the bar stool next to Piper and ordered a couple of shots for them both. They continued drinking and conversing about something. I could not make out what they were saying because the noise in the place was overwhelming; I could barely hear myself think. The man pulled a brown envelope from his jacket, which I assumed contained money. They shook hands and… Suddenly, a large, hefty man appeared in front of us. His arms, neck, and even a portion of his face were heavily tattooed. His long, blond beard and hair were wild and untamed, with parts b