Confrontation

Gustav frowns. I don't think that he anticipated the possibility that I might refuse. No doubt most barmaids in this city would jump at the chance of sleeping with such a rich and powerful man.

"Suit yourself," he says. "But if you don't, you'll be out of a job tomorrow - no, it must be well after midnight by now, so make that today. The club won't dare defy me if I tell them to sack you." Gone is the charming public persona that I've seen until now. I realise that underneath that surface veneer is someone who can be ruthless and unpleasant. That shouldn't be a surprise. I imagine those traits are needed to be successful in big business, let alone in crime.

No doubt he thinks that I can't afford to lose my job. But in that he is mistaken. I've obtained all the evidence about his criminal activities that I need, and I trust Cornelius to find me new employment.

"All right, if that's the way you want it," I say.

His eyes widen in surprise.

1. He takes a pouch from a table and tosses it at me. "Very well. Here's your payment for this evening. Now be off the premises within five minutes, or I'll set the dogs on you."
2. Then he smiles. "You've got guts. I like that in a woman."

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