Twice the Pleasure by Carolina Barbour

Author:Carolina Barbour
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Book/Menage
ISBN: 9781606014608
Published: 2009-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

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The ominous figure lurked in the background watching Gavin being lead away in shackles. There was a sense of giddiness cursing through his body at the elating sight.

When Gavin's neck snapped under the pressure, and twisted crudely at the end of the rope around his neck--oh, to witness such, made the hovering form shudder with excitement.

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Chapter 16

The train depot bustled with activity, as people milled about waiting for the steam engine to make its slow ascent up the hill toward the town. The stack blew gray clouds into the air, leaving billowy puffs of smoke, as the train drew nearer.

A whistle signaling the train's arrival was shrill in the quiet. The rails rattled, causing the ground to tremble, as the train forged along the tracks.

The day was unnaturally warm, but the heat didn't seem to deter the crowd of onlookers. Some people walked about waiting for their relatives to arrive. Others stood in line to purchase tickets, while others stood around trying to catch a glimpse of the modern day steel contraption heading toward the station.

Zane pulled his hat further down to shield his face. He scanned the crowd, and then relaxed realizing nobody gave him a second look. As far as the people seemed concerned, he was just another half-breed who didn't warrant direct eye contact.

The train came to a halt. Porters jumped down, and helped the passengers debark.

Zane stayed focus on all the men leaving the train. He eyed each one of them curiously, but unsure of what the lawyer looked like, he had no idea who to approach.

The lawyer he hired came all the way from New York, so Zane made the assumption he'd be some stuff shirt man with a stern face, spectacles, and carrying a satchel.

A portly man stepped onto the platform holding a briefcase clasp tightly between his fingers. He looked around, shoved his glasses up 140

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the bridge of his nose, and then stood there eyeing the crowd, mopping the sweat from his brow with a monogrammed handkerchief.

Zane wished he'd given the lawyer a description of himself, but he didn't want to prejudice the man before he arrived, or worse, considered taking the case.

He set off toward the man figuring he could be G.W. Laurel. If not, he would find out quickly.

“Mr. G.W. Laurel?”

The man turned around, and then stumbled backward. Zane didn't take offense. This type of reaction was common when somebody set eyes on him for the first time.

“Wha--” The man stammered, and then high-tailed it out of there, as if he feared being scalped.

“I'm G.W. Laurel,” the voice said, behind Zane.

Zane slowly turned around. He looked at the person smiling at him. He blinked, and then blinked again.

The woman stepped forward and extended a slender hand. “You are looking for G.W. Laurel, aren't you? Did I hear you correctly?

Zane boldly looked the woman up and down. Then he realized his mouth hung open, so he closed it.

The woman stepped closer raising slender delicate fingers higher.

“You're a woman.

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