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He slapped his gloves against his pants, sending up a small cloud of filth “And I’m a horrible person Next question?”
“How aht with me?”
“Let me take a look at it later I know a few different people, but it depends on what you grabbed”
“Okay”
His head tilted “Anything else, or can I get back to my baby?”
She looked past hi pile of metal “What is that?”
“She asks with disgust” He sounded aht it after the wars, but haven’t had a chance to work on it till now”
Her father had never allowed her to wander to the garage; he claimed that it was no place for a woued by the project Not by Taggart, she reminded herself But when she looked, all she saas scrap metal “So…is this supposed to look nice?”
He snorted “You’ve never seen a cruiser before?”
“No”
“What the fuck do they teach you blue-bloods in school?”
Hefor her to follow A few quick flicks of his hand and the holoscreen lit up with some kind of beautiful
Peirce couldn’t help but grin at the rapturous expression on Emmaline’s face She ood taste
“It’s a beaut, isn’t it?” Pride coloured his words but he didn’t care if she understood or not
“You’re going to esture at the piece of junk, “into that?”