Her hands gripped her knees tighter. It was graceful and dangerous, and utterly sensual, as he slinked on all fours toward the end of the stage. He blew me a kiss. I dutifully looked at the painting.
I thought about it and had to agree. Black everything from the skin out, including the shoulder holster, Browning Hi-Power, and hidden under my hair the hilt of a really big knife. His look said clearly that the sheriff would sort me out, and he'd enjoy a ringside seat. Then do it, I said.
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