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Another six from my probably ex-drawer novel. Reynard Times-Courier, intrepid cyberstalker, has just told our slightly stressed heroine that he wants to help her find the truth:
“About what?”
He waved an antennaed finger: Tsk tsk tsk. “About Monica Hermandine-Mykota and Moonshot Base.”
“And supposing I even give a good goddamn, why would you want to help?”
“I want,” he said, displaying small sharp teeth in a beatific smile, “the exclusive.” The word rolled off his tongue with orgasmic intensity.
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Eighteenth ♦ Nineteenth ♦ Twentieth ♦ Twenty-first ♦ Twenty-second
Twenty-third
Earful of Cider 