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there was a bit of tension running up his back from the base of his spine, tense with good reason. when the message was delivered to his office, the invitation felt much more like a summons. you donât deny roxanne reeves when she requests your presence. people end up dead for less. and quentin is not particularly interested in turning up dead because he didnât hear out what she had to say to him.Â
so he turned up, armed of course, prepared to defend himself if need be. but also prepared to hear her out, whatever her offer maybe. quentin approached the bar and waited for the bartenderâs attention. â shakespeare, â spoken calmly and flatly, the bartender responds to the code with a nod and a motion towards a booth near the back of the bar. the tip is gratefully accepted and he moves back towards the booth. smoothly, he slides into the space and makes himself more comfortable. now, all that was left to do was wait for the crime boss to arrive and make her intentions known to the private investigator.
