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 Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 7:05 pm
The Treater nodded, and laid a business card down on the table. "I gotta fly, but keep the things I told you in mind. If you need me, burn this and I'll find you. But keep in mind, it'll cost you." He pulled up the red hood and prepared to leave.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 7:08 pm
Bul had no final words for the ToTer, no inquisitions over the 'cost' of anything and took the card and brought out his wallet to slip the lifeline away.
Nodding at Nox, he too turned for the door. There was a loooooot of work awaiting him.
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