Are you always such a jabberbox when you're on Ted's home turf? He shook his head. I went around the table and sat in the chair he'd started the night in. He'd been offered a contract on my life once. The song rose into the dimness as he neared the last few rows of tables.
Looks like a transmitter, maybe a homing beacon. The third body was Amanda, and she was still moving, too. I plunged my thumbs into its eyes, and its own momentum pushed them deeper than I could have gotten them. If I'd been expecting it, I might have been able to prevent it, but it was loo late now.
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