Follow hand-picked students at MASK's elite spy school located in Chicago. Read chapters one and two at http://www.twitter.com/Apon_Descending
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Fiel stopped suddenly, intently sniffing the ground, her eyes glancing behind Tay. "Yes, I know" Tay murmured, and knelt, pretending to examine a small plant, just sprouting through the damp spring earth, just catching a glimpse of her tail, who ducked suddenly behind a grouping of tree trunks, too suddenly for her to make out the identity of her follower. Her hand slid into her pocket, her index finger feeling for the trigger of her small pistol. She rose slowly and turned. El Sombre trotted casually in a wide circle back toward their follower while Fiel stuck closely to Tayanna's side.
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