"Cursed money?" Well, that was something Gabriel hadn't come across. "Do you mind if I have a look at it? And I can pay for a room for one night, I'm sure."

Everytime he walked away, he came back? Gabriel studied his face. "Do you mean that you are drawn back to this place somehow, against your will? I'm afraid I don't know who Arty is, but I can find him easily."