"I make a little money of my own," Judas said, stroking his own fingers over his wrist where her hand had been. He came back and stood behind her, looking out also, only gently touching her. "I deal a little, do the books for a couple of guys I know. Under the table, of course, but I'm good with money."
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Date: 2012-11-16 02:44 am (UTC)