10-13-2014, 07:35 PM
John Smith's lips moved, but the whispered words were below the threshold of Armande's hearing. The two men held one anothers eyes for the following moments, but Armande remained stoic. The likes of John Smith could not unhinge one of the pillars of the world.
"Do not buy the lie that a man cannot serve two masters. What it is you serve and what it is I do are one in the same." He followed John to the table to glance over the face of crisply printed bills. "But I accept your money. Wars against darkness must be funded the same as wars between nations."
A quick snap and the briefcase locked. Armande took it into his possession and turned to go. The folds of his cassock spun around his ankles.
"When you change your mind, my offer remains." Armande nodded his farewell and departed.
"Do not buy the lie that a man cannot serve two masters. What it is you serve and what it is I do are one in the same." He followed John to the table to glance over the face of crisply printed bills. "But I accept your money. Wars against darkness must be funded the same as wars between nations."
A quick snap and the briefcase locked. Armande took it into his possession and turned to go. The folds of his cassock spun around his ankles.
"When you change your mind, my offer remains." Armande nodded his farewell and departed.