His tongue was hot. She would buy a Greyhound ticket to New Orleans, make a kill or two, then travel into Texas and seduce some wandering man into taking her to Mexico, feast upon him once they got there. She lunged without warning again, and Gosse, just catching her blade on his own, was obliged to retreat backwards up the little stair. " "And, what good would that do?" replied Ireton, sarcastically.
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