“ I swore on my knees at the altar where you held me that I would kill you. It was an oath you made me make in my own blood. And now I have returned to give you the promised blade. T. Mountebank
“ He didn’t know what beget what, but he quickly learned that people with money to hide were powerful, and powerful people were violent. It was reliable math: as the amount of money being conveyed incre… T. Mountebank
“ … as General Berringer would readily admit, “If you’re in a fair fight, I’ve done something wrong. T. Mountebank
