Monday, November 6
The Senator's Seal - Part 6a: There is No Honor Among Thieves
“You’ll have to trust me,” said Dril. “This is the only way.”
“Don’t worry,” said Vlad. “I’m a trained night fighter.”
Ilmarė took a deep breath. “Fine. But if I feel one hand touch anywhere but my blindfold, that man will no longer be able to clap. Do I make myself clear?”
The Cafelan thugs chuckled. “We’ll be nice as long as you’re nice,” they said.
“Then we’re screwed,” said Vlad. Ilmarė was blindfolded before she could glare at him. [MORE]
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