Wild's busy. I’m okay. Through a blur of tears Ruth followed the rocking light until it vanished. I want a walk. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. ’ Kimble frowned direfully, staring at the weapon with its gold hilt and decorative pattern down the blade.
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