Etienne grunted. ‘I should’ve known. Any woman who’d spread her legs for foreigners just to fill her belly would gladly sell her soul to the Dev...l for more.’ He laughed mirthlessly at Bradley’s expression. ‘Didn’t she tell you how I found her? A refugee from Paris, peddling her ass for bread. Her wine, the seed of those she sucked off in dark alleys.’ Etienne stood, drew his knife. ‘Well, she won’t sell anything anymore.’ Michelle slumped in her chair. The others moved back. Bradley stepped. I personally preferred it a day old, In order to get it a day old, I had to brew it fresh while I still had at least half a pot from the day before. My kitchen was constantly a game of three card Monte. Follow the one day old coffee pot, was what I said to myself as I rotated the large plastic peanut butter jar of cold coffee.In my phone voice mail I had a message from ‘?’. ‘did u spd the nght n the woods.’‘n a bush back of a barn.’ I wrote.‘th egyptian is alve?’ ‘?’‘club is not a capital. More

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