I went, but I went out into the October dark even more certain that I knew absolutely nothing about men. Zerbrowski turned his back on the room and motioned for me to move in front of him so that no one would see us talking. Did he know? Had he done it?There was a knock on the church doors. I knew without opening my eyes who it was, because only one man's touch calmed me.
They know that. Sergeants Hudson and Melbourne had done a recon of the area before the rest of us got set up in our nice, safe, block-away location. I had to ball the black silk robe up over one arm to keep from tripping over it. I hate it when it's my fault.
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