• 23:16 @Beshter @jace_winters Little boy you ain't got nothin' to bitch 'bout. When you've been shit on a hundred years, we'll talk. #

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• 09:11 @preyforhuntress Don't I get a say in this? #

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• 20:48 Finally got @preyforhuntress off her ass today to work on my novel. Kept whining about her concussion...whatever. I have a story to tell. #
• 08:45 @hexenwulf We could race. I do love to drive. 'Course the sun bein' out would give you one hell of an advantage... #
• 08:46 @preyforhuntress Yes please, Lee. Get the damned revisions done. Those agents ain't goin' to wait forever. #

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• 16:14 @Beshter First of all, what the hell crap is that? Second of all, a virgin? Really? All those years and that boy ain't been laid once? Liar. #
• 16:22 @Beshter Gotta be some kind of pedophile too. High school? Grow up, Eddie. Get laid. Hell I'll buy you a hooker. #

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• 19:20 April 09 Issue is LIVE - www.dropsofcrimson.com. Interviews, reviews and brand spanking new short stories for you. Please Retweet! #

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• 10:54 J Lee needs to drink more, learn to smoke. It'd be good research for writing me. Be nice if she'd sleep with some hot women too.... #
• 11:11 @wedschilde Cloves? Ick...suckin' on ham... #

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• 12:01 I want one - en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Speakeasy. #

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• 12:08 @naomi_jay It'd be just perfect if Xue wasn't there. #

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• 11:42 @naomi_jay I was a bit upset 'bout that part too. How you doin' darlin? #
• 11:48 @naomi_jay Sweet talk'll get you anywhere. We're tryin' to decide what timeline in Hollywood for the next one. Silent movies or talkies. #
• 11:49 @jsmithready You sound like @preyforhuntress. :) #
• 11:50 @naomi_jay Glad we're doin' Hollywood instead of Seatle. More pretty girls and a hell of a lot less rain. #
• 11:53 @wedschilde Who said you sucked? #
• 11:59 @naomi_jay Starlets, serial killers and moi. Don't get much better'n that. #

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• 17:34 I think it's funny how many people follow me without botherin' to read my bio. I'm a vampire. Don't need a plastic surgeon, thanks anyway. #

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• 21:12 There's a story about me in the Blood & Roses Issue of www.dropsofcrimson.com. Y'all come have a read. #

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• 14:29 @Beshter Please only bad shots need shotguns. #
• 14:29 @shadowsinstone Thanks! #

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• 10:52 @Beshter I can not. Those things'll be sheddin' all over my new suit. Droolin' on my boots... #
• 10:53 Dead Man's Hand is in the mail this mornin'. Let's hope the agents like me as much as I do. #

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• 12:09 deleted scene from Dead Man's Hand tinyurl.com/cr223m #

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• 13:09 Lee finished the Big Damned Edit of Dead Man's Hand. Now it's time to bag that agent, so I can get famous. #
• 12:09 deleted scene from Dead Man's Hand tinyurl.com/cr223m #

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The wheels of the wagon seemed to hit every bump and hole in the muddy track that was once Market Street. It’d been a bad winter, with a lot of rain, and what had once been a nice road was now little more than a two wagon wide gutter. Inside the wagon I heard the bottles clinking against each other, and held my breath while I prayed nothing broke. Overhead there was a flash of lightning and I knew it was only a matter of time before the skies opened up again. Beside me Chen frowned, his long mustache and beard so wet they looked like a dirty mop was glued to his wrinkled face.

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• 22:42 Y'all do not want to know what Lee did to me in Dead Man's Hand. You just don't. I think I'm pissed at her for it. #
• 22:43 @CiaraGriffin Did she rough you up? Lee let a hunter hurt me. #

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“Clever,” Xue Ying said, shaking her head. “You really need to get past that fear, Denver. It can’t hurt you and neither can the cross. It was just water. The cross is just metal or wood or whatever. They don’t harm us.”

“Well they harm me.” I shuddered and rubbed my hands as if to take a chill off of them. “I can’t look at a cross, and you know it. Argent thought they’d hurt me. He wasn’t ready for you not to be scared.”

“And we were lucky for that weren’t we?” She asked over her shoulder as she hiked up her skirts to make her way through the slowly moving crowd. “We’d both be dead if god had any power over us, but he doesn’t Denver. There is no god or devil. There is only life and rebirth.”

“Heathen,” I said. “Y’all believe your way, an’ I’ll believe mine.”

“I can feel you,” I thought along our link. Opening my soul to the Jade Witch’s touch was like being kissed by the ice cold lips of a corpse. But if it stopped the nagging headache her calling for me was causing it would be an improvement. “I’m comin’ to you.”

The air was thicker than it had been when we’d set about looting the shop. I still hadn’t been able to find a source of fresh water for Lily. Both canteens were dry as the brittle cinder choked air. I had the bottle of wine, but didn’t think she’d appreciate getting drunk while we were trying to save our lives. Besides if I was going to get drunk because we couldn’t get away, it sure as hell wouldn’t be wine. Wish I’d found a bottle of bourbon.