these could see in the eyes' of good honest hardworking folk like him. “Is everyone ready to begin?” his attention was back to Kincaid. “Miss Vane, have you prepared anything I should know about before we get started?”

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middle finger but the rest were bare. Underline looked Hansly in the eye and smiled like he knew something, something about Hansly, something he wouldn't want getting out. Then the look was gone, and Hansly had to wonder if he had imagined the whole thing. Who knew what truths 'men' like

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face was colorless, his hair was colorless. He was average height, average build, with - you guessed it - gray, colorless eyes. Hansly scoffed when they shook hands, surprised to feel warm skin against his own, he'd expected cold bone at the very most. He had a silver ring he wore on his

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absolutely necessary, I'm sure you all have places you'd rather be, huh?” he laughed by himself. Hansly took him for a lawyer's lawyer, a suit come to life, animated by whatever devil it was that bred lawyers. He already didn't like the man. Underline wore a plain, colorless suit. His

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“That'll be me,” stepping out at last with a small wave and a practiced smile, extending a hand first towards Kincaid and then to Hansly, “Phil Underline. Pleasure to have you both here. Makes things nice and official. Now we can get started - and I promise not to take any longer than is

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