The bright blade pricked her wrist, and a single drop of blood, dark in the candelight, fell onto the altar. It seemed to sparkle for a moment in the ...alf-light, then vanished into the stone. All at once, a great wave of black fog erupted from the altar, swirling around Millicent in a dizzying maelstrom. Somewhere within the boundless darkness, a single belled tolled, rich and resonant. “Who calls me?” said a voice in tones that spoke of heat and darkness. “Who dares summon the morning. ”“Yes, Janyce, I know the place. Are you aware that Bart Jr. gave up his trip to Paris to furnish the barn with booths, cooking equipment and a bar for everyone to socialize with one another. His father went along with his idea, but what you don’t know according to your dad he is hard on Jr. The boy you and the other teens have so callously picked on relentlessly for years gave away his European vacation to see the Eiffel tower with Julie, his former nanny and his mom. That’s not all. The. As we started to sort stuff out, it was heavy and warm work and after fifteen minutes Cindy said “I think we deserve a break” as she opened a bottle of water, we stood by the table. She was wearing the works blouse and trousers I had the usual top and skirt on. As we sipped the water Cindy was looking at me, then she moved closer and with her arm around my waist, leaned in and kissed me.I pulled away and she said “Oh sorry” I smiled at her and put my arms around her neck as I kissed her and. But what would that have to do with his daughterʼs death now? And what could elicit such violence?“Mr. Fred Landry?” she asked, standing at the door to the small seedy two room apartment.“Yeah, Iʼm Fred Landry. Who wants to know?” said the burly, unshaven man through the small crack in the door. Linda produced her badge.“Kiowa County Sheriff. Iʼm investigating your daughterʼs death.”“I donʼt know nothinʻ I ainʼt already told the local police.”“I just thought you might be able to...”
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