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Chapter 14: Fighting
-Jonah- Ralph was easy to find. He was in the same tavern where he had threatened to have my hand cut off. Of course, a few off-duty guards were also there, so I quickly shielded my face with my hand as I walked past them, trying to be as quiet as possible. Fortunately, they were drunk and not paying much attention as I slipped by and took an empty seat at the table where Ralph sat with his “friends”. They were playing cards, but Ralph was evidently a sore loser, and I had no intention of joining another game with him. “Well, well, look who’s here,” Ralph said, setting down his drink. “If it isn’t the thief, Jonah. Got my money?” I forced a strained smile and lifted the bag, tossing it over to him. He caught it, but before he opened it, I gave a small whistle. He looked back at me, an
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