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Prof R. Dekarios
10pm, The Rogues Nest.
Be there.
N-F
Rook stared at the letter, heart thrumming in her ears. 10 years since that last conversation, and since then, all she had received were offers, letting her know when she was in town, where she was staying. But finally, Rook's history was catching up to her. She read the letter over and over, hands shaking, her mind sent back to the night, hers and Gale's wedding, nearly 10 years to the day, the night Nine Fingers had made that promise to call in the favour. She thought back to the moment, when all her worst fears raised their ugly heads.