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274 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 17, 2017
“Seriously? I risk my life to save your ass, and you’re worried about the furniture? First off, why the hell would the local government spend my tax dollars on furniture made in another country, when they can buy perfectly good tables here in Texas? Second, I believe a thank you is in order.”
Conversing with trolls was always trying, because they only spoke in rhyme. Plus, they were horrible poets, and often their responses could be interpreted many different ways.
I watched as he and his trolls made their exit, moving like a bunch of green, lumpy extras from The Last of the Mohicans. Those guys were rubbery ninjas that healed like Deadpool. Just as ugly, too, but damned handy to have in a fight.
She reached into a top drawer on her desk and pulled out a business card. Maeve always seemed to have someone’s business card handy, like some supernatural majordomo who specialized in making connections between wizards, witches, and things that go bump in the night. She handed a cheap, multicolored card to me.