![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
22 Phoenix Place, Saturday
Jul. 12th, 2014 12:38 pmHannibal Lecter started this day the same as every day - strong coffee, good food, and the books from the day before.
The antiques and import books were on paper, in legends he went over with a fine-toothed comb. A couple occasional pieces sold for good profit, and some estate pieces with a sob story for a better profit.
The other books were in his head. Hannibal had a brain like a steel trap, and no cop could bust what he couldn't find. A few pounds of weed, some very good quality cocaine, and some of those new amphetamines, all waiting for buyers or redistributors.
Not to mention some lovely truffles, a few furs and jewels, and a gorgeous rug that customs didn't need to know about.
[OOC: Open to customers, competitors, cops, employees, and acquaintances!]
The antiques and import books were on paper, in legends he went over with a fine-toothed comb. A couple occasional pieces sold for good profit, and some estate pieces with a sob story for a better profit.
The other books were in his head. Hannibal had a brain like a steel trap, and no cop could bust what he couldn't find. A few pounds of weed, some very good quality cocaine, and some of those new amphetamines, all waiting for buyers or redistributors.
Not to mention some lovely truffles, a few furs and jewels, and a gorgeous rug that customs didn't need to know about.
[OOC: Open to customers, competitors, cops, employees, and acquaintances!]
