Аннотация
EVERY WHICH WAY BUT DEAD
KIM HARRISON
To the guy who gave me my first pair of handcuffs.
Thanks for being there.
I'd like to thank the people closest to me for their understanding while I muddled through all this. But most importantly, I'd like to thank my agent, Richard Curtis—who saw the possibilities before I knew they existed, and my editor, Diana Gill—who guided those possibilities and brought them to life.
One
I took a deep breath to settle myself, jerking the cuff of my gloves up to cover the bare patch of skin at my wrist. My fingers were numb through the fleece as I moved my next-to-largest spell pot to sit beside a small chipped tombstone, being careful to not let the transfer media spill. It was cold, and my breath steamed in the light of the cheap white candle I had bought on sale last week.
Spilling a bit of wax, I stuck the taper to the top of the grave marker. My stomach knotted as I fixed my attention on the growing haze at...
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