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Perv. He pointed to himself. Male and eighteen. What's your point?

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Rachel Caine
Age: 58 †
Born: 1962
Born: April 27
Died: 2020
Died: November 1
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Julie Fortune
Roxanne Longstreet Conrad
Roxanne Longstreet
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Shane looked faintly injured. “I make it my business to know everything about silver. And I saw your notes. I study up on everything when it comes to your boss, anyway.” There was a flicker of jealousy about that, but she didn’t have time, or energy, to consider it very much. Not even whether or not she liked it.
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Sure,” she said, and hugged the laptop bag closer. “What could go wrong?” Michael’s eyes flashed to meet hers in the rearview mirror. Besides everything, I mean,” she said.
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News flash, lady. There are no queens anymore,” Shane said. He loaded shells in a shotgun and snapped it shut, then searched for a place to strap it on that didn’t interfere with the flamethrower. “No queens, no kings, no emperors. Not in America. Only CEOs. Same thing, but not so many crowns.
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So we do nothing? --Claire We do the best nothing you've ever seen. --Michael
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So, been attacked by any vampires yet? Not one. Zombies? Giant spiders? Water monsters? It's been really quiet on the supernatural front Too bad, 'cause I got attacked by a devil dog. It was not awesome.
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Myrnin said softly. And how is it that you do not understand that HERE, in THIS place, this girl belongs to me, not to you?
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