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As he looked on, Weasel’s stomach grew increasingly uneasy. It was something Hugg had mentioned in passing that Finn didn’t think his father fully took note of while in the throes of his greedy bliss. The dead thief had not acted alone. Sure, he was alone when he had gotten to Little Pit, but that probably meant that he double-crossed his accomplices and took all the loot for himself. No doubt they would be on his heels in no time. If that band of outlaws could overpower the carriage of a big-shot, who when traveling with valuable goods would usually have some kind of security with them, they were not safe there. He had to turn the conversation back to the accomplices.

All in all, his old man was a clever man. Given enough time, he would always come to sensible conclusions. The threat, however, was imminent, and his greedy bastard of a father was so intoxicated by the bounty before him that he needed a little help to get back on track.

“Paw, you know what that paper is?” he began.

"No, but it could be worth somethin’." How could it not? If it had been placed among the most precious jewels, there had to be a more than valid reason.