the sheriff is n't supposed to be in the business of making any guesses at all , '' clay says , and starts walking again down the foul line toward third base . '' i would n't think so . '' '' so , who do you think was in the car with brett if it was n't emma ? '' clay asks , looking away from wayne , almost as if he were talking to himself . '' i do n't know who it was , but i 'm reasonably sure it was n't emma

then she opened her eyes and quickly decided it had to be heaven because the devil could n't possibly look as good as the man bending over her . after staring at him for a moment , she realized she was nak * d . in a tub . with a gorgeous stranger looking at her , completely unabashed by her nudity . maybe instead of drooling she ought to be afraid . '' i 'm not going to hurt you , '' the man said in a soothing tone as he backed a few inches away from the tub

seamus threw his arms around mody and gave her a big hug . '' ok , time enough for that later , '' said mr. elf . '' it 's time to get away from here . '' '' how do we find hag head again ? '' asked seamus . '' she said to call her name and she would find us , '' replied mody

what do you think . ' ' i 'm a sergeant , sir , ' responded nate . ' not my job to think . ' the brigadier smiled . but only with his lips , no humor touched his eyes . ' i give you permission to think . go ahead . ' ' very efficiently run outfit , sir , ' said
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