"How about | help you bail her out? | happen to want to know about what the schools are like around here, after all. If your husband
has a criminal record of any kind, he might have to pay a hefty bond to bail her out. Going to the Dashan union might cost even
more money..."
The innkeeper lit up at Wilbur's offer to help her daughter out, clutching his sleeve emotionally. "Young man, if you manage to get
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my daughter out, she's all yours for the rest of your there! | won't even need you to pay for your food! Her life's going to be
ruined if she really ends up in jail!"
"Giveyour address and your household information. I'll handle this. However, your daughter's going to have to takearound
town for a while after this. I'm not a local, and | don't know if | can trust anyone. Is that alright?"
Wilbur cup with an excuse on the fly and got up to head to the police station nearby.
"But of course. I'll send you all of that this very instant! You can get a cab to the Ayer Police Station!"
Wilbur did as told and arrived at the station as expected.
Money could really work wonders, and he was able to cut through the queue with just two hundred dollars.
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Another thousand dollars and three hundred more as a tip later, the innkeeper's daughter was let out without Wilbur having to
answer anything.
The innkeeper's daughter was named Lacey Lent. She was eighteen years old, and clad head to toe in black with a nose ring and
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