For now we'd driven him and his surviving members out of town. It had been outrageous, but I couldn't let Jean-Claude be nicer to his kept man than I was to mine. Hell, when you met him, he was already living with me. What are you? he whispered.
I'd also never been successfully sued. I would love to repeat this some time and place where we didn't have to stop. He's had enough. Tonight, I took his hand, because Zerbrowski was only human, and whatever I was, only human didn't cover it.
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