The Fruit of Struggle - Part 10

Nila got between them. "They're not! What're you two doing interrupting, anyway? Are you just here to scare my business partners?"

"Business partners?" Judas repeated with a sniff. "I don't like the look of them. You sure you want to be doing business with this lot?"

"Quite sure, thank you!" Nila said, trying and failing to shove him away, before hopelessly turning to Beam. "Can't you get rid of him? He's just scaring everyone."

Beam shrugged. "Judas, I'll come over to see Greeves in a minute."

"Alright. But if you have any bother, ya don't need to dirty your hands with it. Boss' orders – gotta keep our young associate happy," Judas said with a toothy grin as he shoved his way back through the crowd.

Nila sighed again, watching him go. "Uhm… Sorry about that," she said.

The butcher looked as white as a ghost. "My apologies, girl… I didn't realize you were associated with Greeves. I wouldn't have been so rude had I known…"