Chapter Three
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Neon“That better be angels disturbing my heavenly peace.”
“Oh, Jean, how can you be grumpy after a night like that.”
“I wasn't grumpy until now. I've been disturbed.”
“You are disturbed.”
“You'd think there was a war on or something. Who the hell's making such a racket this early in the morning? It is morning, isn't it?”
“Who knows?” Linka replied.
“I'd have said who cares, but it's obvious someone does.”
“Do you want me to take a peep?”
“No, don't worry, I'll do it.”
“My hero,” Linka purred.
“I know, but I have an alternate reason for my heroic act.”
“Really.”
“If one of us is to give the Nordics a violent look of intent it's probably best it's me. I'd hate to ruin your angelic image.”
“That can't be ruined, I am an angel.”
“Not after last night you're no
