. what would happen to the wights when they did? Would they swim, contrary to expectation? Would they drown? Would they burn, too? So far, they tended...to burn or drown, but what if they took up swimming? What could the Westerosi expect then?The jars soon struck the sails and hulls of the various ships of the Dead navy, and soon enough, everyone had their answer. As the fascinated brethren of the Night’s Watch observed it, when not fighting wights already ashore, the Dead screamed in horror and. " You heard right," she said. "That's not why you're here." Then exactly why am I here?" I asked. "Detective, you know what I'm trying to do. I can't make it go away so I'm trying to limit the damage as much as possible."She held up her hands."Something has the high-ups buzzing," she said. "I'm not sure what it is. Listen, Michael, I dealt with your old man and the guys who ran things in his stead. I also firmly suspect that your father is not returning — even if he is capable of returning,. "Wait!" she called. "I want to do that. I want to unwrap my treat."Over the years, we had worked out signals for what kind of a night we were going to have. "Unwrapping her treat" was the signal for a slow, gentle night. Since it was all good to me, I had no problem with her calling the play. There had only been a couple of times when I called the play, and she most ably accommodated my wishes. She knew that I would give her what she needed in the end. And sometimes, no call was made and we. “Just a little damage, nothing to worry about,” Leon said, not looking up at him. He already knew who it was, and was pretty sure it was the man that put it there. Phil, his boss. He never told Lily about Phil, because he knew she would be in a rage. Phil was a nice enough man in most regards, he even considered him a friend up until the day he found out that Leon was married to a white woman. Leon had been used to odd looks when he and Lily would be out in public together but this was.