“Most people, don’t do it that way,” lacing his fingers behind his head, he leaned back and let out and a sigh,  “Most people,” he smirked under his peppered mustache, “don’t really see any thing wrong with leaving things the way they are.”  I leaned forward, layed my gun on the table, and offered him a 40 year smile, “We’ll then, good news for ya, I am not most people.”

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