“Somehow, Phillips had caught wind of the plan and had beat Nesmith here. I should have been shocked, afraid, at least a little pissed off. There was only an empty hollow inside me where my emotions should have been. I squinted at Phillips’ sweaty, pudgy face , and all I could think of was at least it was over. “No comment?” he inquired. “That’s ironic, don’t you think?” “Nesmith?” I asked. I don’t even know why I said it. Reflex, I think. I was in some sort of psychic free fall, and I wasn’t r...eally aware of the meaning of the word until after I spoke it. “I regret she wasn’t able to make it. Fortunately, I was able to intercept your contact with her.” Obviously. I looked at his escort. The elves were familiar to me. Caledvwlch looked a little more gaunt, and the one I knew only as Elf Three had his Glock out. What’s going through your mind, Caledvwlch? “Where is she?” I asked, closing my eyes. Phillips’ words washed over me, leaving little of themselves behind.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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