Now I get all three for my collection of dolls. I can’t wait to have all three of you for myself.”A new level of rage filled my mind with the pict...res of the defiled dead I had found. The Baron would have to wait, though. The revenant he had created from the corpse had risen from the stone slab. I watched as the shadow-filled armor held out its gauntlet, and more darkness solidified into a greatsword it wielded with one hand. I was at a loss, knowing my kukris and lack of magical knowledge left. She wasn't even consciously aware of it, but despite her vow not to think about Snowflakes, she had only consumed pale white sprites sharing her own beautiful features.Iris eyed the six open and empty cages with a crooked grin. "Somebody sure enjoyed my generosity, I see." Yawning, she put her hands on the back of her head and arched her back as she stretched."I just took the little ones. "Lily said, before the breath was nearly stolen from her. Cock iron hard and ram-rod straight, Iris was. They were ill mannered rowdy brats. The oldest chased his younger sister through the crowd generally getting in everybody's way and the other boys skylarked about the entrance to the ramp obstructing the rest - but they never boarded. What wasn't seen was the hard eyed man in a black hard suit with its helmet slung, who monitored every move. Many of the clients would have recognized the women who sat beside him at the monitors; the women stood shift during the loading times. The kids didn't. ' Kinda defensive, I thought.'No criticism intended.' She was on the couch when I took the tray through, body language a mite tense, expectant maybe. Time to prime the pump some.'So gimme a day in the life of Judy Olsen.' Big exhalation, long drink. Looked like she was on rum and coke...'Get up, go to the clinic, see a bunch of fuckwit dropouts, go home, fall asleep.' Sounded great.'Still got that potty mouth. And weekends?''Try not to think about Monday.' When I hear stuff like that I know I.