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“My friend, you look a sight,” she said when she got a good look at me. “Yeah. Like it?” “Hell, no. You had the prettiest white-person hair I ever saw. Why’d you do it?” “Tarken liked it too much.” “So you decided you’d show him what was what.” I shrugged. “More or less.” “Girl. Sometimes I can tell you are so young.”
“Let me see. I was aiming to be a priestess in your Holy Russian Empire, but my bad, bad daddy spanked me for praying too long, and I developed a taste for it. I just love to be punished for my wicked ways.”
Danger had sidled up to me and given me a nudge and a wink.
And they can be relieved it’s not their own neck in the noose.” There’s a lot of joy to be found in I’m not dead.
He had a few rubbers, which just proved men were natural optimists when it came to opportunity. Hey, I’m going down into Mexico with my big-sister grigori, and we’re traveling through hick towns on a desperate secret mission. I may get killed. But who knows? I might also have a chance to have sex.
