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“That’s Mister Jeff to you, boy,” he growled, not looking up. He was shuffling a deck of cards with hands that were all knuckle and gristle—the hands of a man who’d broken bones for sport and then nursed the same bones back wrong. “Or ‘Sir.’ Your old man always remembered ‘Sir.’”

I didn’t move.

“Both.”

He flipped the top card from the deck. The Ace of Spades. Pale Carnations -Ch. 4 Update 4- -Mutt Jeff- ...