She tilted her head, as if measuring whether the question was naïve or dangerous. “I think you should know what it costs.”
He considered answering with a ledger entry. Instead he offered a question: “Who wants this?” MudBlood Prologue -v0.68.8- By ThatGuyLodos
He did not immediately accept. He did not immediately decline. He placed the tape back in its case and set it beside the mound of dried clay. Outside, the city warmed with the slow approach of dawn. He brewed another cup of coffee and opened the ledger to a fresh page. She tilted her head, as if measuring whether