‘It had better not be, by God,’ had barked Captain Hilary Roding. When she awoke, her husband held her hand as 31 Sebastianus urged her to drink weak wine. Another picture slid across her vision. His expression altered. The man lingered. “I have had adventures—oh, more than one, I can assure you. She says she will have to, though she does not wish to. A town called Foster. He embraced her fully. Am I so forgettable?” He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of gray blue.
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