He collapsed on his knees, snarling in pain.“Sven!” I gasped as he rose, convulsion wracking me.Then I heard laughter. I spotted the flutter of pi...k butterfly wings around the trees, the momentary glimpse of a pale, busty body. Anger surged through me. A faerie. Using illusions. Tricking us. But I was a Radiant of Rithi. I was trained in the art of painting. I had mastered it.And illusions were merely painting with magic.“Gods damn it!” Sven snarled, stumbling back, blocking an unseen blow. But. ’ ‘Godammit, Lexi, it’s fucking wilderness,’ the big man sitting on the passenger side of the car grumped. ‘I’m no goddamn tree-hugger, and I hate furry little woodland creatures, too.’ ‘Think about it, Stan,’ Lexi said as she drove down the dirt road. ‘Maybe, if we get this case cleared, Greg will let us stay a day or two. You could do some fishing.’ She chuckled. ‘The only fish I want come out of a box in the freezer,’ Stan grumped. ‘I want to get back to civilization. I hate this wilderness. I know of Edward Groves and he’s got a reputation for straight dealing.” She said all of this without me making a sound.“We’re expected,” I said, leading the way.I introduced them, and we all sat around the table. I gave Annie a brief rundown on the conversation so far.“So, Jennifer, tell us about yourself,” I asked.“I studied agriculture at Aberystwyth and have a degree in plant sciences, I’ve always worked around the farm of course, but I went to work on other farms during holidays so I’ve. If this isn't enough of a sign he's a bitch." She said sitting on the edge of her bed. "If he doesn't I hope someone has the balls to come in here and fuck me. God! I'm already so fucking wet. Fuck."She her hand slowly began to rub her privates. Her mind set on the open front door. But turning herself on more with the thought of this peeping tom climbing through her window. She knew it was unlikely but she wanted someone to go through all that trouble to get to hef.It started climbing a pipe on.