’ Chapter Three Captain Hilary Roding listened with only half an ear to the long-winded report being given by Sergeant Trodger, his idle gaze wandering over the congested traffic of Piccadilly and the many pedestrians weaving a hazardous path through it. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. The elemental woman was always close to the cat: as the elemental man was always but a point removed from the wolf. Shari’s eyes widened, “You mean it?” “I’m all yours, head to toe. He glanced down between the still narrow distance that lay between Melusine and himself, and discovered her hand there, a very small dagger within it. .
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