Pussycat In Peril (Pussycat Death Squad Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Amaru, her birthplace, was an old town, even ancient. Many of the buildings were hundreds of years old. The city was laid out in a picturesque grid that made navigation a breeze and aided in her task as well. The buildings were old-style, with shops occupying the first floors and living quarters above. Fortunately, while it was early evening most of the city’s occupants would still be having dinner on the second floor of their homes, not sleeping on the third floor so they’d have no cause to wonder about footsteps on the roofs of their houses. The narrow whitewashed buildings were placed close together and the roofs in this nearly rainless climate were flat, making it possible to dash from one to another with little trouble. As she settled into the sniper’s lair she’d set up hours before, Astaria continued her surveillance. Her gaze moved from one landmark to another, taking in the locations of her intended targets. Her backpack held a gallon of water and the fruit and nuts she preferred to snack on while lying in wait.
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