100-Word Challenge, Day 092


“Another thrall Hagen? How many is that this month?” Albert laughed and smiled.

“This will be the fourth I’m afraid.” Hagen sighed and sat in one of the overstuffed chairs placed before Albert’s desk. “Honestly I’ll be surprised if this one lasts the month. He was a drug dealer.” Albert raised an eyebrow but said nothing. “I know, I know, but I was in a hurry, again, and he was available. He might make a good one once his own product is out of his system, but I have my doubts.” Peter had been a thrall for years, but he was an exception.

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