July 12, 2017

Unlikely deals are being made on both sides as the line is drawn regarding the Green Box measures.

The Jamaican restaurant known as Palisadoes was well lit and had a fair number of guests for a hot Tremé weekday. Jamison walked in and not one eye stirred.

"Jamison," Malik called, waving him over from a table near the kitchen. The sergeant walked over and took a seat.

"I got your message," Malik said. "What can I help you with?"

"I need to kill a rougarou," Jamison said.

"So I've heard." Malik leaned back. "As an afterlife ruler, you are uniquely in a position to do that."

"What does that mean?" Jamison asked.

"The rougarou differs...

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