Roman Picus came over and handed me back my two wagered coins. He eyed me nervously and then said in a subdued tone, “Listen, Vega, you saw? I mean you saw?” “I saw,” I replied quietly. I could see his hands were trembling and his lips quivered. “It’s not like you and me have always seen eye to eye on things, o’course.” I managed a brief smile. “No, we haven’t. In fact, you accused me of cheating.” “I know, I know,” he said miserably. He gazed over my shoulder at the pitch. “But I liked your mum and dad. And Virgil too, truth be known. And there weren’t a finer Wug than your granny, Calliope.
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Oh so now you care, after someones been murdered??
