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[This is definitely one bad thing about Paradisa: too much time on one's hands to contemplate why a former resident left a particular item. In this case, Cross is currently pondering why Abel Nightroad decided to leave him a rosary. He isn't a holy man like Abel is; he simply works for a religious organization.
The ice cubes in his tumbler make a soft clink as they melt and cool the scorpion & cobra tequila from that pirate world change. (He found the tequila to be excellent, by the way.)
His gloved hands fiddle with the rosary, examining it from all angles, as well as each and every bead, including the crucifix itself. After a few minutes doing this, he sets it on his propped knee.]
......
Bah.