Character: KAZ Brecker. Page 3

When KAZ officially became a member of "Scum", he was only twelve, and the gang was a pitiful sight: a bunch of homeless, filthy beggars, earning game in thimbles, and petty criminals, living in a ruined house in the worst part of the Barrel. But he did not want another band - he wanted one that will make himself great, the one that is going to need it.

- You're from the suburbs, Hales? Decided to try his luck in the capital? - he smoothed the lapel hand-in-glove. - Share a secret: I'm one of those scum, which is produced only in the Barrel.

Do it. Pull the trigger. Can die all together. Our bodies will carry out on a Barge Reaper and burn, burn like the poor and homeless. Or you can wave bye pride go Arstrat, put my head on my knees my girlfriend and fall asleep, dreaming about his revenge. Up to you. We'll be back home today?

Street Bistrot 19, said KAZ.
Up to this point, Hales shifted from foot to foot, but now froze.
Is the address your girlfriend, isn't it?
The man swallowed.
I have no girls.
- Oh, I have - sang KAZ. And she is very pretty. Too cute for such a scoundrel. And pretty cute. You love her, right? Ini even from the roof he saw as pale as wax a face of Hales glistened with sweat. - Well, of course. Typically, these Babes don't look at scum of the Barrel, but she was different. She thinks you're charming. For me, it's a sign of dementia, but the love of evil. Probably, she likes to sit next to you, laying her pretty little head on your shoulder? To hear you spent the day?

- How?! Lieutenant of the "Black Peak" was furious. - How do you even know who will be in change? I had to pay a crazy amount to get to the list of outfit. You couldn't kill my bribe!
Let's just say my currency is more valuable.
- Money is money.
- I sell information, the Hales, the information about what people are doing when they think nobody sees. The shame outweighed any money.

Secrets of the coin - when passing they lose value.