"I was wondering when you'd show up." I was down on my luck running out of chips and the card game I had been a part of had started to take its toll. When the well dressed man and his shirtless body guard showed up it was a perfect time to cash out and walk away.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Of course he'd feign that he had no idea, of course he himself had paid four people to take Nidget's cards and kill him if he resisted, but he had no idea, no no not this guy.
"Right of course, why don't you buy me a drink?" We moved from the card table (much to the sadness of the people taking my money) to the bar area, a waitress wearing too little clothing (look I'm hundreds of years old, I'm like your grand fathers grand father grand father when it comes to conservativeness, I mean I lived during a time when some people felt clothing was optional so yes when women or men don't wear clothes I get all grumpy).
"What is it that you think you know?" Right to the point I always liked that about people I'd probably have to kill.
"That you hired someone to kill Nidget or at the very least rob him of his cards, and now since that's failed you're talking to me, pro tip when hiring thugs, do it through an intermediary." Well it wasn't really a pro tip, I mean only two people can do what I did to the thug to get the information, but still its just good idea... not that I'd ever need to do anything like it... ever. Baldy (look I don't remember names and I'm petty) shifted uncomfortably, the well dressed man just smiled.
"And what would give you that idea?"
"You think that talking is the only way to get information, you are mistaken in this belief, they didn't say a word, but what I saw speaks volumes." The implication here is some kind of hind sight which is possible with magic, but extremely deadly, for the person with hindsight, no one wants anyone knowing for sure what they did in the past.
"And so you think?"
"That you want to pay me to betray Nidget now, since your first plan failed."
"And the cost of doing that would be?"
"More than you could ever afford." I don't say I'm unbuyable, but I don't like selling out people, even Nidget.
"Do you even know what this competition is about? What the prize is here?"
"Don't know, don't care, I just wanted to let you know, that I know what you tried to do, Nidget will not know, but should I see anything hinky going on at the game, well you'll find out how I knew all about your henchman." I left the well dressed man and baldy at the bar, didn't even get my drink. I made my point and I hoped he'd stick to leaving Nidget alone, and well... well you'll have to read the next entry!
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