Scary, but true. They were tiny oil paintings of Jean-Claude and Asher. Dallas would kill me. His eyes matched his hair-a soft brown.
Even now it makes me grumpy to admit it out loud, and you're the only person I've told, though I think Micah suspects. If I could have helped them, I would have, but I couldn't. The suit fit him like a roomy glove. I knew that he was just this side of a con-man, a swindler, but he knew, or suspected, that I was just this side of a cold-blooded killer.
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