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She turned in the mirror, then back She’d opted for a strapless pushup bra that concealed her nipple piercings and lifted her boobs al curls and defined her eyes with slitter nail polishher lips till they were blood red, she’d slipped on strappy stilettos

Her bullet necklace dipped toward her cleavage A silver bangle circled one bare arle fros at the tops of her ears

Jo had enjoyed all her piercings, even the one below the belt Each bite of pain had proved she was of the earth, incarnated, or souy she’d been with had lost his shit when he saw theue would make contact directly

She smoothed her hair one last time and eked out a smile for the mirror She didn’t expect Rune to take one look at her and think, How could I have passed up that ass? Maybe I ought not to murder her? But she hoped he would have a qualy beside her bed The one thing she knew for certain? It was anything but a trinket

She had no pockets to store it, but was leery of leaving it behind If other freaks had senses like hers, they could sniff out a hiding place With a shrug, she tucked the piece into the safest place she could think of--the snug cleavage between her pushed-up breasts

Because she’d never give Rune access to it

As ready as she’d ever be, Jo "traced" to the Quarter, heading straight for the courtyard Did she really want to see Rune up to his eyebrows in ny to relive her bite, and then she could laugh at hiate, she made herself invisible, but the courtyard was e area, she traced to a rooftop overlooking Bourbon It was a busy Saturday night in the Quarter, but then, every night brought sos to repent

In ti arm-in-arm belo her attention The short, black-haired wo to the back of her peasant blouse, peeking over a shoulder The wolow

Definitely not hu out of the ork!

Aside frouard Simply because she was paranormal?

Jo turned her attention to the tall man with her, but his cowboy hat blocked Jo’s view of his face He wore shit-kicker boots and had a rolling, confident gait

The female asked him, "Have you ever been bait? Well, besides jailbait Rowr"

"I can’t say that I have, ma’arin in his tone The couple turned the corner onto an ehost-et a better look at hiht of his face, Jo’s mouth went dry

Thaddie!

Brother!

He appeared older than the last clipping she’d taped into her scrapbook, but it was hier the little boy who’d ridden around in the Thadpack and worshipped Spidey

She clutched her chest at the sharp ache

Why was he in New Orleans? Maybe a sports playoff had brought hi with his high school friends

So as he doing with a nonhu with freaks is not acceptable, Thaddeus