Mar 28, 2009 19:30
Tyki hadn't actually tried to find Cross before. He'd expected it to be difficult, for the General to be hiding his IP address or something.
It wasn't any harder than it had been to find anyone else.
Fool, he thought gleefully as he pulled up in front of the house and got out of the car. His clothing was still from the 19th century, but his car was extremely modern, and he wore a pair of sunglasses. The cigarette between his lips wasn't hand-rolled, and the lighter he used to light up the end was a steel zippo.
He walked brazenly up to the house and through the door, in search of Cross Marian.
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