It seems we have intruders. It had lessened the actual terror, but I was still phobic. My job was to listen, and make encouraging noises where needed. I was facing him, arms crossed lightly over my stomach, which put my right hand nicely close to the gun under my arm.
I'm not the suicidal type. The only thing that had changed was Itzpapalotl's power filling me for awhile. What are you, if you're not a cop? she asked. There's only so much you can hope for from prepackaged tea and coffee.
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