CHAPTER SIX-3

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PLEASANCE’S MIND WAS whirling. They’d shot at her! Jon-Luc’s men had actually shot at her! Before, when the shots had come from men she’d never seen before, she’d been able to convince herself they could be after Alfric. But this time...she’d recognized Jon-Luc’s men at the mouth of that alley, and now they were shooting at her! She leaned against the cool brick and gasped, trying to recapture the breath she’d expended as they’d run full tilt through the little town in an effort to lose Raia’s men. Okay. She had to admit being shot at was a definite point against Jon-Luc. She glanced at Alfric. He had pulled some weird looking type of phone out of his pocket and was speaking into it. She didn’t know who he’d called but she prayed they’d come get them out of there. She needed some quiet t

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