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Chapter 11

Beau’s in good hands,Vin argued with himself. Hector was outspoken, free with his affections and desires, but generally not deliberately hurtful. Hector was more like a child in an ice cream store: he wanted to taste everything and so at the end of the trip, he didn’t want the cone anymore.

Vin closed his eyes, feeling the beat of the music thrum against his eyelids. When he opened them, Hec and Beau were gone. Bar, right. Tucking up against grain-smooth wood and peeling leather, Vin offered a single, crisp, hundred-dollar bill to the perky girl behind the bar with the huge eyes and too much lipstick. “Bourbon, please. Let me know when I’ve used it up.”5