Vi had just finished giving them the final instructions when a disheveled Bonnie leaned on her shoulder. She directed a puff of air at the

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Vi had just finished giving them the final instructions when a disheveled Bonnie leaned on her shoulder. She directed a puff of air at the
She let loose a string of language so colorful it would give a rainbow a run for its money. It was one thing to destroy
Salty continued addressing the bandit as if she weren’t even there. “You see, I’ve got reason to believe that this here woman is a dirty
“I’m going back to New Orleans,” she interrupted, her words clipped. “No, you’re not,” Peter vowed. “I’m not going to let your greed—” Vi shook
George arrived and beamed up at her. “Got a job for me, Miss Viola?” She delivered a few quiet instructions into his ear, then the
I announced a few weeks ago that I decided to cancel the self-publishing release of my gaslight fantasy story, No Rest for the Wicked. Editors