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But to them, it would just appear that they were two cronies, faces covered by their broad-briainst one another as they chatted and laughed over a joke

Then…hide the body Or if he had been seen, "help" an inebriated friend into a car

He would need rave;ce de résistance Initially, it had taken him less than twentyover the day

He had never felt more victorious The difficult part, of course, would be to hide his anticipation for all that was destined to follow

It didn’t seeo so ih Leave it to Ashley to be worried about Charles! Still and all, it didat a close, he was feeling elated

The place had settled down; though everyone had been willing to look for Charles, only Ashley had been really concerned He had played with the idea of actually disposing of poor old Charles immediately, but noas satisfied that he had decided he shouldmore drainning of the end

Oh, he had worked with the others He had searched so hard There ht have been just a few minutes when he feared someone would actually search the cars, but Charles hadn’t driven

It had almost been as if he’d been part of the plan

Now he sat next to good old Charles

This was necessary The voice had said that it had to be done, and his ancestor ht until then

He’d never realized that he’d enjoy it all so much

He patted hi, but he’d ad up

He needed hiht

Every tial recently, he’d felt as if he were being pushed harder and harder The past was the past--so they all said But it wasn’t The past created the present, and he kne that he had to use the present to set the past right It wasn’t crazy; he’d heard the voices in his head A collective consciousness that seeh history

Now, maybe, the voices would stop

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"Cheers!" Jenna said, dropping her shot glass into her Guinness, and sing down the mixture

"Cheat!" Will said to Whitney "You poured your shot in--you just drink the whole thing"

"Hey, you drink it your way, and I’ll drink itit the Irish way," Will said, looking to Jenna for help

"Drink it however you like!" Jenna said, s sweetly at Will

There was a small room in the back of the bar, and Jake, Will Chan, Jenna Duffy and Whitney Treht, so it was nice Jackson Croas back at the hotel with Angela Hawkins They’d all just met for the first time on the Holloway case, and Jackson, the skeptic, had quickly fallen in love with Angela--despite their different approaches to their work Go figure The entire tealad that the tere indulging in soood to be in the bar with his coworkers

During the Holloway case, they had gotten to know one another Will and Whitney were excellent with caistered nurse, soh strange landscapes and old buildings His own expertise was co He could usually find any piece of information on any site, public, private or even heavily coded Yet they’d all had certain unusual experiences in life that had led theether, able to discern deeper, darker undercurrents to the event they researched Now, they also had badges After the Holloway case, it had been deeether, and they would do so with all proper credentials as FBI agents

"Now, quit whining over the way a wo an elbow on their table, to talk to Whitney She had brilliant green eyes and red hair, and a smile that could melt ice "I want to knohat else I’ve missed The World War II museum, the Civil War museum, plantations, the zoo…"