So I control the customer list. It's quite a useful feature for dealing with problem customers.
Noah weighed his options.
His business sense demanded him to allow profitable customers inside. But his personal survival instincts suggested keeping the dangerous succubi at safe distances.
But watching Lola's expression through his peripheral vision, Noah found unexpected satisfaction in having leverage over her.
For now, let her wait. A little humility never hurt anyone.
The morning rush hit like a tidal wave.
Demons flooded his shop with unprecedented enthusiasm, word having spread through Sin City's gossip networks overnight.
Viscount Vex's dramatic recovery testimonial had apparently gotten him some more customers than Noah anticipated.
That Viscount is something else.
Customer after customer streamed through his doors, gold coins flowing like water from an endless spring.
