12 Miles Below - Chapter 41Book 5. : Time’s up

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I almost told him to eat ice. But I'm more polite than that. He’s my occult master after all, I have to pay respects and all that.

“Go gargle snow.” I said. "Respectfully."

He kept his hands folded inside his robe, glancing me over with a raised eyebrow. "You certainly have a peculiar bravado for someone seeking secrets from me."

I think that’s his way of calling me a cheeky brat. Just with far more words than needed. Cathida was a breath of fresh air in comparis ...