[ The smile fades, and he rolls a shoulder, taking up a southpaw boxing stance. He's right-handed, but on Brooklyn's streets this has served better; confuse 'em when you don't move the way they expect. ]
Hey, that's on me. You were keepin' something - so was she, mind - I saw an opening, and I took the shot.
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Hey, that's on me. You were keepin' something - so was she, mind - I saw an opening, and I took the shot.