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a feral glow. She leaned down and murmured, “The answer, my sweet, is
that thing is in the garden center, and ten to one Ogre Grum is watching
nastier—ball game. Of all the various weird, dark, or wicked powers who might abscond with the Shroud, I couldn’t think of any who would do anything cheerful with it. All sorts of supernatural interests might be at play.
but you missed. You caught Gaston LaRouche, but he didn’t have the
