An
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ms_artisan a tiny Serpents filler involving... guess who?
Let It Go
You won't damn well let go, and I need a drink.
I don't know what to say, Ezra. You never wanted trust before, when I woulda given it ten times over. Given it where my life, our lives were at stake... as I would now, right now.
But this money... I saw your eyes, heard you talk. Felt your greed... so I can't give you the trust you ask, not in this.
If I give it to ya, we could damn well lose you.
If I don't... I could lose you.
So let it go, an' leave me... to drink.