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"I'm a patient man," Lucas said slowly, "and I'm not keen to make any of this public until such a point that it can't easily be denied. So it'll be a slow burn, you understand." Closing the book, he tossed it down upon the table and relaxed into his chair. The sudden awkwardness about Adam had him intrigued, though - it spoke of leverage and the potential for perhaps another member of this clandestine little gathering. "Go on," he said, inviting the other man to explain properly. LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk