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The Mag Force 7 Book 1 - Knights Of The Black Earth, The
Atec Февраль 16 2008 20:07:53
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. She looked depressed, unhappy. Harry looked guilty.
"So what have you two been up to?" Xris demanded.
Harry flushed again. "Nothing," he mumbled.
"Come off it, Harry. You can't lie your way out of a paper bag." A Tychoism.
"Don't blame Harry, Xris." Rowan rested her head on her hand. "I asked him to try to put me through to Dixter."
"I didn't think you'd mind." Harry was defensive.
"I had to, Xris," Rowan continued. "Don't worry. I didn't put us in any danger. The call was brief." "How brief?"
"Very." Her mouth twisted in that lopsided, sad smile. "Oh, well." She shrugged it off. "I didn't expect anything else."
But it was eating at her. And it occurred to Xris, for the first time, that Rowan had enjoyed life at RFComSec. She had worked long and tirelessly, gained the respect, esteem, and trust of her superiors. It was what he knew suddenly-she had lived for. That, too, was ruined. Gone, beyond reclamation.
Xris chewed on a twist, but even that noxious weed couldn't eradicate the bitter taste in his mouth. Maybe, just maybe, this was one way he could make things good for her again.
He rested his hand, his good hand, on her shoulder. The movement was awkward, clumsy. But her face was illuminated. She looked up at him.
"I'm sorry," he said softly.
Her eyes dimmed with tears. She placed her hand over his, paused a moment to clear her throat
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