fix it phoenix

Happy Father’s Day 

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Fixing his jacket, Phoenix looked himself in the mirror to make sure that everything was in order. His firearm was concealed, naked to the visible eye with no discernible bump in his smooth jacket, and the black suit hugged every curve of his skin, outlining his strong physique that lie underneath. With his hair slicked back, he knew that he looked good but he also knew that, most importantly, he could pass as a client for when he wanted to go undercover. After straightening his tie, he walked inside the tavern, ready to start his first day of work.