"How about I just give it to you, and you can give it to Faust in exchange for my money?" I asked the man.

He didn't say anything as he turned right, his footsteps clipping along the wooden floor. 

"Yeah, I like that plan better." I fished in my pocket, comforted slightly by the sloshing inside. "Here."

He wordlessly turned right again, and I followed into a much narrower space as the hallway. The walls bounced back our sounds much faster than they ...