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The bum yanked the knife out of his neck "No" The steak knife fell from his hand onto Todd’s chest

"Come on and help ood hand "I’ here" He curled his hand around the plastic handle "Helpman hesitated, and then reached down for him

"Shithead" Todd shoved the steak knife into his belly, once, twice, three ti die"

"’Known, Connor" Beneath the tangled mess of dark hair, the bulittered "I’m already dead" He bent down

At last Todd Brack, and screauards at the Shaw Museue wooden crate He looked around the lab

Je and caht here, Touard eased the crate into an upright position "Man to see you Want e’:’"

"Storage, please" She saw a s her pallove "I’dies" She went back to the jug

"Good thing he’s dead, then, huh?" Thomas came to peer over Jema’s hunched shoulder The flannel-covered table held an assort vials

A large lens clae of the clay jug which was cracked but intact, but for a broken lip "I thought the dies, short for Sogdians," she corrected him "They were rebel Greek tribes who occupied the hanistan"’ Jerains e "Where Uzbekistan is now"

"Uzbekistan" Thodian rebel leaders, Oxyartes, held off an invasion force led by Alexander the Great He couldn’t be beaten and wouldn’t surrender until Alexander agreed to ed to Oxyartes’s war ertip in the air over the stylized ani

Tho "That a wolf?"

"A wolf, or a large dog It ods I don’t think he was a native Sogdians were very tolerant about religions outside their own, too An incredibly progressive culture, for their tiuard a sideways look She’d lost him at Uzbekistan "Would you like to hear about life in the war ot a couple dozen spear shafts and arrowheads to date and catalog next"

His eyes widened and he shuffled back a step "Wish I could, Ms Shaw, but I gotta make my rounds" He adjusted the set of his belt over his skinny hips and nodded toward the clock above her workbench "Kind of late for you to hang out here, isn’t it?"

Jelanced at the time, 6:57 pm, which meant that the museum had been closed for three hours and dinner at Shaw House had been served fifty-seven o Daht? "Yes" If she had, she’d have called by now to chew off ," he said, his young face serious, "you shouldn’t stop at any drive-through ATMs on the way hohed "Why not?"

"This er? Used a chainsaw to rob a lady when she stopped at an ATM" He naot away okay and all, but next oneconjured the ie of a dark round face, beautiful hazel eyes, and a shy smile Luisa Lopez, who had worked part-ti staff, had been the victi a hoet away okay, and was still in the hospital, recovering from injuries that should have killed her

Luisa didn’t have a shy s the skin that had been burned off her face They would eventually get to perfecting her new lips

Je woes covered the hazel eyes while the new lids that had been grafted over them healed, but Luisa, blinded by the fire set to kill her, would never see anyone again