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Good, the tai-pan said, his face closing.

Me. Sir. Paul Choy stared back at the tai-pan, unafraid, even though his heart was beating faster than it had ever beaten - even more than when he was on the junk a lifetime ago - the young Werewolf's blood on his hands, the half-dead, mutilated body leaning against him, and his father shouting at him to throw the man overboard.

What's your favor?

You'll have to prove Four Fingers gave it to you.

Forget that How do you recover the half-coin before the favor?

Me. Sir. Paul Choy stared back at the tai-pan, unafraid, even though his heart was beating faster than it had ever beaten - even more than when he was on the junk a lifetime ago - the young Werewolf's blood on his hands, the half-dead, mutilated body leaning against him, and his father shouting at him to throw the man overboard.

Dunross had already talked to Phillip Chen about the coin. Is there no way to prove it's yours, Phillip? he had asked him.

No sir, sorry but no. Paul Choy felt his heart about to burst, the thong around his neck suddenly a noose, the half-coin burning into his flesh. Sorry, but I don't think that's a good idea.

You should give it back to Phillip Chen.

You'll have to prove Four Fingers gave it to you.

Are you now?

Dunross kept his eyes boring into the youth. It's Phillip Chen's.

No sir, sorry but no. Paul Choy felt his heart about to burst, the thong around his neck suddenly a noose, the half-coin burning into his flesh. Sorry, but I don't think that's a good idea.

The young man shook his head, his throat tight. No. You're absolutely no fool, tai-pan. But if I present the coin, you will grant the favor.

When the door was shut, Paul Choy wiped his hands without noticing it. I've come about step one, sir. Sorry we had to put it off from yesterday, but, er, the wax impressions - they fitted one of your two remaining half-coins?

You'll have to prove Four Fingers gave it to you.

No sir, sorry but no. Paul Choy felt his heart about to burst, the thong around his neck suddenly a noose, the half-coin burning into his flesh. Sorry, but I don't think that's a good idea.

He went down to the next floor, to his office. Afternoon, Mr. Choy, what can I do for you? He had already sent condolences about Four Finger Wu.

Good, the tai-pan said, his face closing.

Paul Choy shifted uneasily. There were four coins, tai-pan. Mr. Chen's coin must be one of the others. This one belongs, belonged to my father. You remember what he said at Aberdeen?

You'll have to prove Four Fingers gave it to you.

The family Wu, sir.

Paul Choy shifted uneasily. There were four coins, tai-pan. Mr. Chen's coin must be one of the others. This one belongs, belonged to my father. You remember what he said at Aberdeen?

What's your favor?

You know this coin was stolen from Phillip Chen? Paul Choy stared at him, then recovered quickly. This coin's from Four Finger Wu. I know of no theft. It came from my father, that's all I know. It was my father's.

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