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Colliding with the rack sent jars smashing, and the dart gun in the other woman's hand flew through the air and hit the wall with an audible crack. The woman nursed her hand.
Cal said nothing. He had no idea how he had recognized the noises.
"Lively bastard, aren't you?"
All about the knights and squires looked more lively than they had since Augusta had arrived with the news. I wondered why this offered more cheer than the prospect of the refuge in the roses, but Jehan and Gavin already headed off, and I had to hurry to keep up.