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"I look like a man who wants what's in your safe."

Danny stood. "I always am."

The backroom of The Velvet Noose smelled like stale perfume and cheaper regret. Danny Mags knew the skin trade moved slow on the surface — a glance, a nod, a folded bill — but underneath, it ran fast . Faster than blood. skin trade fast

Marta slid into the booth across from him, her smile a razor nick. "You look like a cop with a stomachache."

He was here for the ledger.

Outside, a car door slammed. Three men. Heavy shoes.

Tonight, he wasn't here for the girls.

Her laugh was smoke. "That'll cost you more than cash."

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