Soon me and Jupiter fell into a routine.
I had to beg him that day to let me go and ease my father's heart.
He said only on the condition that I brought back all the medicine my doctor was willing to give me.
I reluctantly gave him the pain killers only needing about 5 of them for when things got really bad.
He gave it to one of his friends and they gave him a wad of cash. He was a creepy looking guy, bald, pale with a long beard.
I remember opening the door for him only for him to whistle at me and push his way in through.
"That's your 200th bottle and this is the only one missing a couple. I don't know how you do it kid." The hairy guy said.
"Don't worry about that roc, just pay me when I need to be paid." Jupiter has said with a clench jaw.
"Where'd you buy him?, is he Rus
