Jesse followed him out. Lionel seemed to have aged a decade within seconds.
Looking frail, he said miserably, “Please give my room to Mr. Chance. I don’t deserve it.”
Jesse nodded and conveyed the message to Jared, who gladly accepted the offer and moved into the room at the far end of the hallway.
***
At nightfall, the streets turned lively.
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