> > > As they headed out, he asked her a low voice, "you know any back ways
> into the Tri-
> > > Cat?"
> >
> > "No," she said succinctly.
> >
> He frowned. "I was afraid of that. I hate not having the element of surprise."
> He thought about it a moment longer. "Maybe, though, if we just walked in the
> front door, except maybe we make it look like there's only one of us."
Nabru thought a moment, then she smiled. She glanced about the
upstairs portion of the rowdy bar and saw a room that did not have an
"occupied" light above its portal. "Join me," she offered.
(response)
Once inside, reality seemed to unfocus for a moment. When it shifted
back, Nabru was gone. A bark behind him drew Brennan's attention to a
large Saint Bernard lying placidly on the floor.
(reaction?)
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