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Brad is brief of money. He's misplaced his activity, and if he can't locate the lease cash via Friday, he's going to be evicted. He solutions a role to paintings as a strip-o-gram, yet finally ends up getting greater than he bargained for.
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You could hear a man clumping across the planks for leagues around. Although it led to the key garrison in the area, the English patrolled infrequently. They were certain of their hold on Calais. Their bewitchment of the sluice gates would cause the land around the fort to flood if the enchantment was tripped by an advancing army. It was the only thing that kept the French from retaking the city on New Year's Eve near a hundred years past. If it hadn't been for the sorcery, the English would have been caught drunk and dead handed in their celebration.
Jumping up and back, I put all my weight behind the blade and drove it through the small hollow at the base of his collar. His hands reached up, trying to pluck the metal from his throat, slicing his gloved palms as he 55 James Buchanan struggled. The blood froze along the edge of the blade and where it bubbled from his mouth. Gouts of earth were churned as his feet hammered against the ground. He was pinned. Now he was dead, it might take a bit for him to actually die, but he was dead. I watched and waited until he stopped struggling, then yanked on the sword.
I spread my fingers and glared at her between them when she touched my arm. She had dressed, and combed out her hair, but her sleepless evening was evident in the blue stains under her eyes. It looked like she'd been crying a good part of the time as well. Damn her, she was still beautiful. "Jules, are ye alright? " "Non, merci. I killed a man this evening. " Her face had been pale and drawn from lack of sleep, the news subtracted another shade. " The broken rapier clattered as I threw it on the table between us.