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... nt a drink?"
Carol felt a tap on her shoulder.
She frowned and turned around.
Illuminated by the dim light of the tavern, Carol saw a scruffy middle-aged mercenary leering at her.
She sighed, then flipped him off without turning her head, "Go home and drink with your mother... and for the record, I'm not here to sell myself."
Amidst the laughter of the onlookers, the middle-aged mercenary left with a face as blue as steel.
Having dealt with the ann ...
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