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Duke almost laughs, but he keeps the handshake solid and doesn't break eye contact with this man.

" Barrett?" He says under his breath. " Well, that explains a lot. "

Ansel laughs, but he doesn't let go of Duke's hand, Duke doesn't mind.

" It's a good thing that your memory doesn't fail, you do know who I am. "

" Of course. " Duke blinks. " Had an encounter with your father. "

" Of course you did. " Ansel nods. " You left him dead and headless."

At this point, Duke takes his hand back.

" What can I do for you, boy?" Duke asks, he is not fazed by Ansel's presence.

Ansel chuckles and rubs against his nose.

" You know, where I come from, we are heavily influenced by culture, and one of our many beliefs states that a headless corpse in the ground is the same as taking a shit in the face of the gods. " Ansel says. " It's a curse. "

" I still don't know what that has got to do with me. " Duke shrugs.

A waiter is walking past them with a tray of champagne, he picks one of the glasses
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