.long fucking week, middle of the fucking summerIt is the end of a multi-college botany survey in the desert outside Yuma. The motel courtyard, under ... night sky of bright stars, is filled with students and staff milling about, drinking beers, telling crude jokes, and laughing at each others project pratfalls during the week.She is standing just outside a group from UC Davis who are doing some sort of mother earth chant around one of the blazing fire pits. She wasn't part of the photographic. .." I know, Les. You have things you need to do. No, I couldn't burden you with Kasey. You need to get settled in Central City." The girls are going to flip out on us, you know." Yeah, I can't say that I blame them."The two ladies sat at the counter quietly, each wrapped in her thoughts. Leslie tried to think of a way to help Jessie out. If only she had more time, she and Jennifer could take Kasey with them. The girls were as close, no closer, friends than their mothers. The divorce decree and. From all reports both of the men who were killed were probably done in by a Battlemage, but the man in question never seemed to carry a weapon and barely used magic, so he needed to be better investigated.They would soon need to dedicate a spy to watching his every movement until they learned more about him.As they returned their attention back to their leader, from their records he was supposed to be very powerful mage and had lead their forces and all the people of their island into a golden. "Tell me the rules." I give him a list of rules, including things he can't do to me, like using physical force to make me pull the pins. I also make sure that he understands that I won't reveal sisterhood business. Unfortunately, I see him suddenly get a very sly grin. "Okay, fair enough. Tell me about Cate." His question doesn't violate the rule against revealing sisterhood business and I have to cooperate or take off my belt. The sly bastard might beat me at my own game. He has asked a very.