![]() She waited until he stopped to catch his breath in an empty alleyway, the white outlines of feather tattoos shining dimly on his arms. Hopping roofs made the tracking a lot easier than the street did. Sure she had to scramble in one or two spots, but no big deal. ![]() She peered down into the streets she could see from her perch, spotted the running body, and took off, shadowing him from above. Skidding into an alley, she vaulted for a fire escape, and made it onto the roof’s maintenance catwalks. She only kept up by looking for the drops of blood from his split lip on the concrete, but that wouldn’t work for long. She was faster than any damned Alpha pickpocket. Tweak snarled and launched herself after the bastard who’d snagged her tab. They have also brought along a copy to give away. Tearmann has come to talk to us about their latest release, Deuces are Wild. ![]()
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