I leaned against the cabinet and looked at her. The smile was shaky 'round the edges, but it firmed up when he touched my hand. I thought you didn't like to be in charge, I said. Then she turned to me.
Picky, picky. Security, he said smiling, and signing Raven-hair's book. Gregory stood, and in leopardman form he was as tall as Richard. It stopped me in midstep.
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