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Eric was lost in his own thoughts. If he wasn't, the fangbanger attempting to lick his boots would have found himself missing a head instead of nursing a couple of cracked ribs.

Glancing across the bar at Pam, Eric nodded towards his office. He was staring at the floor when Pam joined him.

"You seem preoccupied."

"Do you think it would be bad for business if we flayed the odd customer?"

"It would displease the police and cause headaches with the department of health, but would be drawcard for tourists."

"Too much of a risk?"

"I think so, yes."



trueblood100challenge #7: skin