All right. We'll swing by the estate first. You're to stay in the transport, though. I'll bring you his head."
Kay swallowed convulsively. Pressing his lips tightly together, he nodded. His eyes were wet.
"Please. Just....put the head in a bag. I'd hate to get sick all over the inside of this transport.

Cherie Noel

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