A Second Chance for Samson
“Mirrors are pools where the soul bathes its wounds. See there! I have a salve and. poultice to heal that one. Take them. Allow me, in return, to set the gods an example of mercy and a modest profit.”
Danny had known for weeks that it would come to this and yet he had no sense of decision; instead, of further concession. He knocked on the door.
A muffled voice invited him to enter. He pushed the door open and stepped into a long shadow-draped hallway. Danny pitched his voice to the end of the hallway. “Mr. Kessler?”
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