Smith, taking up the tail end of the line, stopped by the dead werewolf. He went down on one knee beside her and touched her forehead. He bowed his head and said, very softly, “What are you going to do with the body?” Bonarata came to a halt and turned back. Adam would swear the sadness on his face was genuine. “She served me well for a long time. We will bury her in the garden where she liked to rest in the sun when she could. I think she would have liked that, don’t you?” Smith vibrated, his hand still on the dead wolf’s forehead. Adam waited. Finally, the wolf said, “It sounds peaceful, I
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