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“Ah,” he simply stated and that in itself was more than what was needed.

Larry had no real opinion of seeing Aryin without the family mark. He naturally assumed it might be a choice that the children of Romeo or any mob leader are given: to be among the family or “family,” if the drift was to be caught.

“But yea,” he continued. “Apparently I impressed him enough over some desert. He promised a full ride over and my family didn’t exactly refuse. It was either stay there or get into a college, so here I am.”

Still, Larry looked at his own arm and at the blank canvas that Aryin called his own. Not every low ranking member was squeaky clean on the innocence board. Larry had to rough up a few faces here and there. As long as the extortion went well, though. It was a small price to pay for such a grand life however. He eased down on a barrel. He wasn’t supposed to given the party was very much alive, but he could take off a few minutes, right?

“I’m flattered that you think that much of me on short notice,” he said with a smirk. “Everyone doesn’t have to say much about themselves, though. That takes away the mystery of learning about them, after all.”

Maybe this was his big break after all. If he could somehow get on Aryin’s good side, he might have the chance to do more than just serve at tables.

“Mind if I join in a little on the drinking?”