Shane settled his flamethrower more comfortably on his shoulders. โLadies? After you.โ โRude,โ Claire said. โI was being polite!โ โNot when you have a flamethrower.
Rachel CaineNo, Michael was all good. Killed, dismembered, buried, rebornโฆyeah, just another day in the life.
Rachel CaineOkay," Claire finally said. "I admit, he has significant ninja qualities." "Booyah. I will summon the ninja. Oh, and take a lunch break while we burgle." "Youโre going too?" "Am I not ninja enough? Are you saying that I lack ninja?
Rachel CaineClaire was struggling through last summerโs diary volume when Myrnin popped in through the portal, wearing a big floppy black hat and a kind of crazy/stylish pimp coat that covered him from neck to ankles, black leather gloves, and a black and silver walking stick with a dragonโs head on it. And, on his lapel was a button that said, If you can read this, thank a teacher.
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