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It'll have plenty of company, doctor. He ran his fingers down my bare arm in a tickling brush. A 727 full of people was close enough to make it hard to breathe. Bad ones, Edward said.

Neither Edward nor Olaf nor the uniform that had magically appeared to watch them fondle the evidence, asked how he'd hurt his hand. He smiled down at me, looking like a fresh-faced twenty-something. I caught them. Can't rape the willing, hey? He smiled, as if this approach had worked before with women.