The other side of midnight novel7/2/2023 ![]() ![]() It was a face that was extraordinarily alive and mobile so that you felt it was ready to smile, to laugh, to frown. It was an irregular face, the two profiles not quite matching, as though the minter's hand had slipped for an instant. His features had the look of an old Florentine coin. He had blue-black hair with a widow's peak and eyes the color of a dark, stormy sea, with long, thick lashes. He was a tall man, his body lean and hard-looking, and he wore a strange, unfamiliar uniform. Noelle swung around in astonishment to look at the speaker. ![]() The detective said, "Perhaps Mademoiselle will come with me." He put a firm hand on her arm, and she rose to her feet.Īnd at that moment someone took her other arm and said, "Sorry I'm late, cherie, but you know how those damned cocktail parties are. "I-I don't have it with me." she stammered. He studied Noelle a moment, then said in a hardened tone, "May I see your identification?" She felt a surge of panic rising in her "He-er-not exactly." She was suddenly acutely aware of her wrinkled dress, and the fact that she carried no purse. ![]()
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