The only sound the followed was a single coin dropping to
the hard wood floor and then rolling for a moment, before falling heads up.
Her face ran through a variety of emotions, most of them
negative, before settling on pained shock. The question was as obvious as it
was unsaid.
I licked my lips, trying to find a way to explain myself and
my actions that she would understand. Eventually, I settled on the truth.
“My memory is as long as his pockets are deep.”
I gathered up her silver before I handed over her body for
my gold.
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