Leo leans back in his chair.
intensity that is not entirely healthy-looking. This is
You sure it's Bernie, selling you out?
It ain't elves.
No one that ain't got ethics.
We only pick fighters we can put the fear of God
I lay an occasional bet with Mink Larouie.
But it ain't Mink, I'll vouch for that.
How do you know?
Caspar shakes his head.
It ain't Mink. Mink is Bluepoint's boy.
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