resymms



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    You sift your fingers through his hair, then grip hard, yanking his head back. “Three weeks without a single letter, you bastard,” you snarl. “Thought they’d hanged you someplace out west."
    “Aw, don’t tell me you was worried.”
    “‘Course I was worried. You’re my best earner.”
    The smile you flash along the slight is sweet and quick as a fleeting slip of riverlight, and he forces himself to smile back, but the truth remains that he has never come here empty handed. Still fearful of the risk that you might cut him with the same expectant look Dutch has at the end of deals gone wrong and scores lost.

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    08 Apr 2026