Reagan cocked her head in annoyance and stuck up a finger. “I didn’t get to bust many heads in here today. Given how much I ardently hate the Guild, that upsets me. You do not want to tumble with me right now.” “Au contraire, a tumble sounds like exactly the thing to clear some pent-up aggression.” A smile slowly slid up his face. Trixie laughed again and shook her head, clearing off the bar. “I say you take him up on that, Reagan. If he wants to blindly go where no sane man would go before him, who’s to say boo?” “That would go over well with Roger, sure,” Reagan said dryly. “Killing one of
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