He didn't have his goons with him this time. He just sauntered alone up to me at the bar like I was a long lost friend.
"Randolph! How's your night going?" he said with a grin.
"Pretty good up until now," I said without a hint of humor.
"Aww, don't be that way. Let's start fresh. Let bygones be bygones. How about that? Here, I wanna give you something."
He reached in his pocket and my hand instantly went into my coat toward my gun, but he pulled out a wad of hundred dollar bills.
"Here. From me to you."
Neville Hunt about 1 month ago
Blimey! Thanks Christopher... now I really have a reason to like the minger!