Coming soon to an e-reader near you: Mason cleared his throat. “Perhaps I could ask you a favor.” “As long as it doesn’t involve anything illegal or a pig wearing a tutu – although I’m still not sure I entirely understand Bran’s story of how you ended up walking one on a leash in Forsythe Park last night.” “It belongs to one of his theater friends over there. And to be fair, it was a miniature pig, and extremely well-behaved as far as swine go.” “I’ll have to take your word for it.” “I was wondering if you might have seen a small craft paper bag with a profusion of ribbons in the house. Perhaps in the parlor.” “A what?” “A brown bag,” he articulated slowly. “Tied up with black ribbons.” Frowning, Will started walking toward the front of the house. “Did you leave your monthly supply of beauty products over here or something?” “Actually it’s my idiot repellent. Be sure not to look inside, lest you be adversely affected.”
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