kate sat on the porch with a book on her lap . she was on the pretty side , tan , dark-eyed , dark-haired . exotic , even . did n't look like she was from around here , but then who did nowadays ? her sword lay next to her , a pale sliver . i paid attention to her eyes and the
sword

once they were on his turf , he would set this phillip nash straight . they boarded the bonanza . phillip , whose seat was next to catalina 's , looked around for a flight attendant . '' i think i need a glass of champagne . would you like one , catalina ? '' before catalina could answer , eric butted in , '' this is a private charter , and there is no flight attendant nor is there any
champagne

she paused as he spoke , wondering whether he was truly to be trusted . beyond that , was he discreet enough to be of any value as she worked over this problem ? for his part , not knowing exactly what was wrong , macconnach could only go by his gut . there was something , almost in the air
itself