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Faye smiled. ''I thought so, your hands, they are ruff. strong but can be gential and quick. That explain how you hold a weapon and your 'way' of getting your pay.''
She smiled again then got her note pad out, it was special as she touched it she could sense where to write on it. She wrote her number on it then ripped it away from the pad and felt her way to the man's hand again and placed it there.
''My number, for when my sword has been repaired, and, anytime to want to see me, phone and I will give you the directions to where you should find my home, or which bus to get on. Your choice really.'' She then felt into her bag and pulled out her leather jacket as she felt a chill. She could tell he was distracted by something and she had an idea what but did not say, just smiled.