100-Word Challenge, Day 177

The snake-man took the box and turned it over in his hand slowly, checking it for any external markings that might indicate what was inside. Finding nothing he stuffed it into a pocket; it would be rude to open it right then. “So you wish to be friends,” said Kassaah. “Why now? And let us cut to the heart of this bargain”

The steely gaze through the slitted eyes of his host was unreadable, the practiced look of an expert negotiator.  Hagen considered ignoring the request, but it seemed like a dead end road that would only extend the visit, something Hagen was loathe to do. “Very well. I need information.”


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