When walking into the lair of the dragon after robbing his hoard, the least you could do is hold you head high [...]
Ilona AndrewsShane lowered his glasses on his nose and gave me his version of a severe stare. I leaned a little toward Luther. "Is this the part where I faint in fear?" Luther bit his lip. "He might also accept falling to your knees and holding your hands in humble supplication. Makes it easier for him to slap the cuffs on.
Ilona Andrews