05/13/2025 Snippet, TOM VARGAS AND THE CASE OF THE MEDDLING PRIEST.

My double apologies for the Spanish. It’s certainly awful in one case, and probably so in the other.

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“¡Monocerdo!” the mook screamed, and I hurried my pace as much as I could. That’s not a good word to call an orc, especially when he’s holding you a foot off the floor. Then the mook yelled, “¡Come mierda del culo de tu madre!” and I hurried even more. That ain’t something you should say to anybody.

Although if Mike was under any strain, it wasn’t showing up in his voice. “This feels personal, my son,” the priest told the mook. “Why does it feel personal? Have I done something to you? Maybe you have the wrong person?”

“It’s probably my fault, Father,” I admitted as I came up, hand still on my side. Nothing was spurting, so that was a good sign. Sometimes if you keep telling yourself it’s just a flesh wound, it ends up being one. “Though they’re not ringing a bell for me, either.”

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