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384 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 3, 2015




He smiled, thinking of the speech he'd given at the last session. It had been a rousing denunciation of a proposed bill to allocate more funds to help the poor.
The poor! What about the military or the farmers? What about the deuced Irish problem? Dane had argued quite successfully - as the bill had been defeated - that the poor deserved their fate. They were lazy or preferred sloth to hard work. Dirty, uneducated, and immoral, the lowest classes were barely human. (p. 18-19)
"I said, I'm going to get Satin before he can get me."
He did not want to ask the next question, but he couldn't find a way around it. "Are we speaking of murder?"
She gaped at him. "I'm no killer. Besides, how would I mill Satin? I don't have a weapon besides my knife, and he'd just knock it out of my hand."
"Then you want me to...mill him?"
"What? You?" She started laughing, and Dane frowned. His frown turned to a scowl when her laugh continued. And continued. (p.225)