“Come with us. “Who are you?” the girl demanded. Rafe leaned closer. Then Tristan noticed the fieldgrass.
”“Good,” Tristan answered. -38-Gradual y the compartment fil ed up with silent men and crinkly spiral ing cigarsmoke. Get anywheres, Mac? They got an apartment in Seattle. But ifTristan was right, there was only one more thing for Wigg to do, and then he could rest.
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