Walking to the other table, Reznik selected an hourglass and a razor-sharp boning knife. Serena walked slowly down the Citadel hallways, her black silk gown rustling pleasantly as shewent. Tristan had expected that. In any event, theyknow nothing of Serena’s plans, or of Xanthus’ appearance.
Smiling, Aaron looked down at Xanthus. He took another gulp of air, then submerged again to locate the pitch barrels. It was Traax. robertnewcomb.
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