By Paul Doherty
An fascinating new Brother Athelstan old secret - December, 1380. while the corpse of Sir Robert Kilverby is found in a locked room, Brother Athelstan accompanies the King’s coroner to enquire. For Sir Robert had in his ownership a precious relic, a sacred bloodstone, which has now disappeared. Did Sir Robert die of common explanations or was once he murdered? Athelstan is sceptical of rumours of a curse striking over Sir Robert, but if it's came across moment outdated soldier has been gruesomely slain at the similar evening, the rumours now not appear so far-fetched . . .
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David eyed my Marlboro Light with polite distaste. ” He scratched his chin, perplexed. “I dunno. ” “So, if Sam had a problem, she’d talk to . ” “Meredith usually, or me. ” He shrugged, as if that were natural. ” He gave me: you’ve-got-to-be-kidding. ” His chin notched higher, but the brightness in his eyes showed discomfort. “Not until the last few weeks of summer. ” His cheeks ﬂamed. ” Ah. Guilt. At least he wasn’t yet full of male swagger, but no doubt with his looks that’d happen eventually.
This one counselor had a ‘break-through’ with Sam’s mom and insisted all of Shelley’s drinking problems stemmed from one suppressed incident. ” The sarcasm in David’s voice surprised me. He didn’t think much of counselors. We were on the same page there. In my experience, most mental health workers ﬁlled heads with double-speak mumbo-jumbo bullshit that meant nothing. Any combination of words sounded reasonable when emotions ran high. Their professional solutions were 39 nothing besides the patient’s words rearranged and tossed back in the form of a question.
Kevin leaned back, cocking his head sideways. “You’re a quick study. ” He grinned in that slow, wicked way that had most women dropping to their knees in front of him. I played it cool. ” “Hell, no. ” I ﬂicked an ash. ” I rolled my eyes. “You’re here on a Friday night after you’ve been out of town for a week? ” “Lilly has a cold or some damn thing. ” He frowned, drained his beer. It hit the redwood decking with a thud. Evasiveness is Kevin’s premier trick, and the fact he hadn’t bothered with it bothered me.