Quintus Cassius: I have dreamed of this night, boy. [he purred, and gently stroked the side of my face with… — Jim Butcher
Quintus Cassius: I have dreamed of this night, boy.
[he purred, and gently stroked the side of my face with the baseball bat.]
Quintus Cassius: In my day, we would say that revenge is sweet. But times have changed. How do you say...? "Payback is a bitch."
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