Shrugging out of the damaged shirt, Jake said roughly, โI still dream about you.โ โI have nightmares about you.โ I dragged my T-shirt over my head, threw it aside.
Josh LanyonAdrien, people get killed all the time. Since when is it your job to find out what happened to them?" "I'm not usually suspected of murdering them." "You have been as long as I've known you.
Josh LanyonHe was breathing, which is always a good sign. As gently as I could I picked him up, placed him on the towel, wrapped it around him, and put him in my car. I drove to the emergency clinic, the cat purring on the seat beside me. โWhatโs his name?โ the young man at the front desk asked as my towel and cat were whisked to a back room. โUhโฆJohn Tomkins,โ I said. โThatโs different,โ the receptionist said, writing it down. โHe was a pirate,โ I said. โI mean Tomkins. I donโt know about the cat. (...)
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