Friday, March 5, 2010

Old Metal With Wood Handles Antique Squeezers

CHAPTER 1. -> Raid Night (p. 2)

- Who are you? and What do here - From the mouth of that boy about fifteen years came a male voice and blunt, but velvety.
"I just came to talk to anyone living in this mansion ...- could only whisper and I still have the air of fear he had and because his hand was on my neck .- Let go of my neck, please. The

ignored my request.

- What do you tell?
"First released my neck, then I'll tell you. He released my neck

reluctantly, but he did. Would tell him everything without thinking twice but I waited a little while I straightened on the couch. Once fully seated the boy made a sign to sit on the sofa in front, because it was going for long.

-Haber, where do you start?
- Why answer my first question? - So I was one who did not like waiting.
-Agree, agree, don wait ...- Canvi of typical expression his face, and a curiasidad threat and became a threat and warning. So I kept talking, this time with more respect .- The fact is that I'm just a pawn, someone who has no voice and no buttons, but you get to do the dirty work and risk his skin. If I was ever would have entered this 'game', but I owe him favors and favors for him not only
- Who is He?
"The chief, the" boss ", which we addressed to everyone.
- Who soys "all"?
-The devia ...- Would you say our group name? That's what I had said nothing ...- The eternal hunters. Kaisa dit humnio finis, supra Edla.
- What?
"Nothing of what you have to understand its meaning.

He remained silent for a while before making the next question, and I waited patiently.

- What is the Mansager for which you sent him?

TO BE CONTINUED ...