Sisters of Glass
Auri cocks an eyebrow, "What's that supposed to mean?" "Independent as hell. Born five centuries too late, sees himself as a knight in black ostrich hide. Used to be a cop, but doesn't give a rat's hind end about law. Convince him you're the underdog, and he'll never quitnot while he breathes." "And you think you can sell him?" "I can sell him." "Why should I believe you this time?" "He's saavy, tough, survival instincts of a mink." She opens the door to go, "He's so damned good, why doesn't he work for you?" Tate had hoped she wouldn't ask. "Something happened, he walked away." "What?" He says nothing. With an exasperated laugh, she appraises him with a slow shake of her head, eyes industrial diamond. "Little boys and their secrets. Okay, lets try this: Give me a reason to stay or I'm gone." Heart stone, Tate looks out over the waters of 2030 L.A.. Did Judas feel this way? "He reads minds, that reason enough?" She shuts the door, sits, leans forward, eager, "So, tell me." |
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This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this book are fictional, and any resemblance to real people or incidents is purely coincidental. First printing, January 2002 Poison Vine Books is an imprint of Elderberry Press, LLC Elderberry Press, LLC www.elderberrypress.com This and all Elderberry Press books are available 24/7 at Book Clearinghouse: (800) 431.1579 Distributed in the book trade by Elderberry Press. |
ISBN: 0-9658407-2-7Copyright 1999 by D.W.St.John All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form. A Baen Books Original Electronic version by WebWrights Publisher's Catalog-in-Publication Data
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To Valerie Renee,for endurance on the long run.With thanks to Ray Bradbury for encouragement, B. J. Dart for line editing, Jack Vance for advice,
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