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Scribbles Scribbles Pages Home Dark Wind - Map and Introduction "Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass." Anton Chekhov Home Thursday, May 21, 2015 No Place To Hide - Chapter Fourteen Kate closed her eyes, unexpected rescue warring with sick apprehension. What was Mitch doing here? Damn the man, he just couldn’t listen. And thank god for that. She tried to twist toward him, to see him, but could only catch a glimpse from the corner of her eye before her captor yanked her to her feet, pulling her against his chest like a shield as he turned to face Mitch, the knife tip pressing into her throat. There was a long, tense silence, then Mitch drawled, “Well, if it isn’t Dumbass Boudreaux.” Hissing between clenched teeth, the man barked, “It’s Dumas, asshole.” Ignoring him, Mitch turned his gaze to the other man, eyes skimming quickly over Kate’s body in passing. “And I see you brought little brother, Roach.” “My broth...
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