As Traax walked off, Tristan returned the spyglass to his eye and gazed at the Recluse. It was small, made of gold, and twinkled brightly. ”Rafe nodded harshly at Balthazar. He found a poolroom where some boys he knew hung out andwhere he could get corn liquor and started tanking up a good deal.
Three decks down he left the stairway to continue along a lamplit hallway, then continued ontoward the ship’s stern. Despite his years of experience with the craft, he felt himself becoming sick. “Highlanders?” he asked. But because ofthe swirling snow and the vast distance, the force appeared to be little more than a dark lineagainst a white canvas.
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