I am happy to pay you,” she announced. “For your services.”A harsh, strangled sound cut through the room. It came from him. “Pay me.”She nodded. “Would say, twenty-five pounds do?””No.”Her brows knit together. “Of course, a person of your–prowess–is worth more. I apologize for the offense. Fifty? I’m afraid I can’t go much higher. It’s quite a bit of money.

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