"So, is it a deal?" Azazel asked, his sharp teeth reminding Vermon of a vampire, or maybe a shark. Shark? Lone shark, Vermon decided. This man must be a loan shark.
"Where are you from?" Vermon blurted out, making Azazel pause, before laughing.
"Why, you are just full of surprises," he chuckled, leaning in close, "now, why on earth would you want to know about such a thing?"
"Your accent. It's fake, one of those movie accents."
"Well," Azazel shrugged, "so is yours, is it not? You're trying to sound more 'rugged' as they put it," he put his cane under Vermons chin, tilting it up, "though we both know you come from money." Vermon pushed his cane away with a glare.
"You said you wanted a deal? What do you want?" he snapped, wishing he hadn't forgotten his gun in his study downstairs. He had hoped that William had been the one walking through that door with news, though now he realized that was stupid because William was still with virgil.
"Oh, simple enough really, just a little favor." he walked away towards the door, "I got you those precious documents, but first, in return, you give me access to the files you keep in the basement."
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The Lives of Adeline
ActionAdeline is one of the most infamous con-woman known in the city of Rahu, known best for pissing off the local Mafia in the city. One day, she kills herself. No one knows why, but it shocks everyone. Vermon and William, two people not very well know...
