Paxira

Korn's brows furrowed. He looked at the iron door that opened towards the dungeons while scratching his jaw. A moment of contemplation later, he said, sliding the money back to Hozar, “You don’t have to give me cash for that, Mister Hozar. Just fill this form and I will take you to him or her.”

He laughed softly. “I want this to be kept between us,” he said. “Please take it and help me out. The gi