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“You okay, Mr. S?” the woman who’d disposed of his attacker offered him a hand up.
Tony looked at the girl, new to The Bing and quite a good dancer. Seemed to have other skills too; imagine that. “What are you doing dancing?”
“Needed the cash,” she shrugged, turning to head in. “I’m on again in five. Take care, Jersey’s not as safe as it was.”
“Jersey was never safe.”
She flashed him a smile, then left him alone with his thoughts. Tony smiled too; he was going to keep a close eye on this one, she was a firecracker.