Falls of the Hinterlands I could fight this 'til the end but maybe I don't wanna win

Solo associate. Fennec made a clearly skeptical sound but didn’t vocally argue the point with him. Maybe that shit actually did work for him, but when she used to claim all that, it had one hundred percent been a lie. She’d learned the hard way that she did not do well if she didn’t have anyone to rely on.

A number of times. Her smile went somewhat secretive as she considered what she might tell him without giving away the game entirely. But never one I’d met, even in passing. I’ve got limits on who I’ll deal it to, but there’s some crimes a wolf needs to answer for. A thief of children and a holder of captives. Neither of them affected her sleep at night, that much was clear.

So if you’re ever wanting my services, you’d need payment and a good reason. Death isn’t cheap. She knew he’d already understand that. He didn’t seem the type to hire out on a job he didn’t want to do either, but that sense could be wrong. He was a hard man to pin down.