We looked at each other with anger, and Drill screamed, “Yes, they have.”
The Warpriest looked at me, and I mumbled the same thing. We were
ordered to hug each other and drink gin together in a secluded corner. We
began to chat; Drill asked me why I had brought up the case, explaining
that if one of us didn’t accept that our scores had been settled, we would
have been forced to continue. He told me he couldn’t confess that he stole
my watch because the consequences would have been worse....
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