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"Is this the end of" her voice was only a whisper hotter than her violet blue eyes searched his eyes. "Yes," he replied indifferently, as he turned to go. His footsteps faded gradually in the dark and the blood trickled slowly from the slender body of the young woman. Their hands, they just left - struggling with death - had pressed on the gaping abdominal wound slid limply to the ground. Vanessa Leary was dead Only the moon was witness to this fact.
"It's over." With these words, Kean O'Brien was in no less shady looking man at the table. The light from the main room of the tavern tried in vain against the smoke of pipes and other fags to fight, but only managed to illuminate the rear corners just so that you could hardly see, whoever was up there. So you did not know that a bag full of gold changed its owner. With fair and reasonable wage was still always eliminate every problem. "Where is the sword?" "For no one referred to" Kean simple answer to the question of the other person had this again fall silent and nod understandingly. Kean was not on long conversations, and certainly he would not talk to me this would-be a rich snob.
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