Once upon a time I worked as a debt collector.
Some debts cannot be paid with money, jewels or gold: they require a much more personal contribution.
I was deemed too volatile & aggressive for the work; oh, the irony
My partner continued without me, “Partners are bad news”, I recall him saying.
Recently he came to mind so I called upon him. He has retired from his lucrative occupation so was disappointed to see me. I afforded him the courtesy of a date rather than my customary vagueness.
As I was leaving, he offered me something of great value. I politely refused. To profit in such a way would not befit a messenger from the gods.
We shall never meet again