Masque Of Death (Kormak Book Nine) (The Kormak Saga 9) - Plot & Excerpts
Anders had seen scores of them. He had done little but drink and fornicate since he had come back from the Xilarean Highlands. He had money now. At least for a while longer. He had the silver to do whatever he wanted. The Governor had paid well for the damned coffin. He ran narrow fingers through his thinning, blonde hair, touched the hilt of the shortsword on his waist, then looked over at Bethani. He said, “Fancy another drink, darling?” She nodded with professional enthusiasm. He tossed her handful of silver and said, “Get me one while you’re up there.” For a moment, he thought she was going to object. She headed to the bar and Anders watched her go. She was tall, almost as tall as he was, had a nice body and she was dressed to reveal it. “Slow down, you big bastard,” said Gregor. “The night is young, and so are we.” Squat, apish Gregor did not look young any more.
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