[MaC] An Almighty Row: Lounge
Knave of Amber
kris.kunkel at gmail.com
Mon Jan 17 07:39:15 EST 2005
> > >Philip broke off, staring speculatively at the unconscious Fitzroy.
> >
> > Vangie, still irritated that no one had brought her her cat, nodded soberly
> > to herself. =If you'd have told me the truth, I would have helped you any
> > way I could. You wanted to shift the blame instead, Philip. Now you've lost
> > it all.=
>
> Warren was nodding now, watching the scene before him. "And
> Miss Diamond?"
Michael had unsnapped the flap on his holster and his hand was on his
sidearm, not taking any action, but concerned that desperate people
take desperate actions. His eyes watched Powell closely.
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