Bracelets with white symbols?โ Michael made the question casual; in fact, he bent his head and concentrated on tuning his guitar, not that it needed it. Every note sounded perfect as it whispered out of the strings. โDo you remember?โ โNo.โ She felt a pure burst of something that wasnโt quite panic, wasnโt quite excitement. โDoes that mean they have Protection?โ He hesitated for about a second, just long enough for her to know he was surprised. โYou mean condoms?โ he asked. โDoesnโt everybody?
Rachel CaineYou humans, always eating. I'll make you soup. You can eat it while you keep working." Myrnin set aside his book and walked into the back of the lab. "Don't use the same beaker you used for poisons!" Claire yelled after him. He waved a pale hand. "I mean it!
Rachel CaineThat's brain tissue. How can you-?" Claire shut her mouth, fast. "Never mind. I don't think I wanna know." "Truly, I think that's best. Please take it." He showed his teeth briefly in a very unsettling grin. "I'm giving you a piece of my mind." "I so wish you hadn't said that.
Rachel CaineUmmmโฆโ She licked her lips. โDefine fun.โ โQuit doing that, jailbait. Itโs distracting.
Rachel CaineShe dug in her backpack, found her cell phone, and checked for coverage. It was kind of lame in Morganville, truthfully, out in the middle of the prarie, in the middle of Texas, which was about as middle of nowhere as it was possible to get unless you wanted to go to Mongolia or something.... Claire started dialing numbers. The first person told her that they'd already found somebody.... The second one sounded like a weird old guy. The third one was a weird old lady. The fourth one... well, the fourth one was just plain weird.
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