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Jessie grabbed Harmony’s sleeve and yanked her back, hard. “Excuse me,” she said, “I need a word with my fellow agent.” She pulled her to the corner of the shack, hauled her close, and put her lips to Harmony’s ear. “Yell yell yell, grumble snarl etcetera,” she whispered. “Now stand back and look duly chastened.”
Snake Oil Bullet (Harmony Black, #8)
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