By Christian Zanier
Alex and Simone have a naked moment's respite in Las Vegas with a third-leg-hung trannie ahead of all hell breaks unfastened with a few heavily bizarre killers of all stripes and denominations. Photo-realistic artwork that would, um, blow you away!
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The air conditioning rattles, the ceiling fan squeaks on every revolution, and the scent of coffee is soaked into the carpet and the walls. I shambled in, put coffee on, and sorted through the mail while the coffee percolated. A thank you letter from the Campbells, for chasing a spook out of their house. Junk mail. D. That had been a nasty case, all in all. Demon summoning, human sacrifice, black magic—the works. I got my coffee and resolved to call Michael to offer to split my earnings with him—even though the legwork had been all mine, he and Amoracchius had come in on the finale.
I fumbled for my blasting rod, but my fingers had gone numb and I dropped it. I bent over to pick it up, swayed, and stood up again, red mist and sparkling dots swimming through my vision. Michael circled the stunned spirit and arrived at my side. His expression was concerned, rather than frightened. "Easy, Harry, easy. " "I'll make it," I croaked. " The knight brought his sword to guard again. " Michael flashed me a swift smile. " I wiped some sweat from my eyes. My hand came away scarlet. I must have gotten a cut, somewhere along the way.
Behind the table is a sink, counter, and an old coffee machine. My desk faces the door, and a couple of comfortable chairs sit across from it. The air conditioning rattles, the ceiling fan squeaks on every revolution, and the scent of coffee is soaked into the carpet and the walls. I shambled in, put coffee on, and sorted through the mail while the coffee percolated. A thank you letter from the Campbells, for chasing a spook out of their house. Junk mail. D. That had been a nasty case, all in all.
Banana Games, Volume 2 by Christian Zanier