Maybe get a police sketch artist to work with you, see if you can recall any details of his face.’ ‘I’m late for work now,’ Kaylee hedged. ‘...y shift ends at four.’ ‘Perfect,’ Gabe said. He took down the name of the restaurant and the time in his notebook and hung up. * * * * Kaylee left for work. She changed into her uniform in the employee locker room, throwing her purse and clothes into a locker and locking it securely. Grabbing her order pad, she hurried out onto the floor. ‘You’re late,’. Her aunt had asked, and Anne said he was a friend of her father, a loyal businessman from Annapolis who dealt in mules and horses or "some such thing." She wondered how the lie had come so easily.Anne looked at her smooth face, her dark green eyes, her tiny dimples and patrician nose as her huge mop of multi-hued hair hung well down her back, the heavy strands varying from pale golden hue to a deep, rich scarlet and dark umber. A woman looked back, a tired and worried woman with freckles on her. He noticed that the guards were armed now, they sported the long-barreled, bayoneted XMR variants that had become popular among Borealan service members. The modular rifles were produced by the UNN and could be modified for use by any humanoid species regardless of their size. He had heard stories of Borealan soldiers using these weapons as spears as much as they actually fired them.He leaned over to Xhe who was sat next to him, whispering, unsure if the guards were fluent in English.“So how. In fact I can’t wait to see the two of you together, and take part myself,’ I added. ‘OK,’ she said, ‘will you talk to Mike about it?’ ‘Yes, I’ll arrange it on Sunday. He’s sure to want to and I know you will really enjoy yourself in his company. He’s so different from all the other men we’ve ever been out with.’ I looked at her again, sitting there, the light from the room highlighting her hair and I realised how much I loved her. The night air on my body was cool but stimulating. She looked.
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