“I didn't recognize the man. He was tall, slender, dark-skinned, maybe Hispanic, maybe something more exotic. He wore nothing but a pair of black satin pants with silver embroidery along the legs. He was dragging Willie's lady love, Hannah, by one arm. Her mascara had run in black tears down her face. Her expensive haircut still framed her face, still brought your eyes to her strong cheekbones and full lips. But her face was like a mask now, black tears, and burgundy lipstick smeared across ...her lower face like a wound. The Traveler said, "Why have you brought her here, Fernando?" "My father is as much council as you are, Traveler." "I do not dispute that." "Yet you forbid him come to this first meeting." "If he is council, then let him bend me to his will." The Traveler's voice was mocking. "We are all council, but we are not all equal." Fernando smiled. He grabbed Hannah's beaded blue dress and tore it down her back. She screamed. The Traveler swayed, putting a hand to his face.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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