Pulp Nocturne 1930 February 16, 2014

November 24, 2014
As We Last Left widgetMs. Crosby’s reaction startles Mr. Gaelin. The sheer terror he sees in reaction to his statement troubles Mr. Gaelin. Holding his hands up, leans back slowly. “Ms. Crosby…I asure you I am indeed Mr. Gaelin. Please…put down the gun.” A spark of amber flicks across his eyes a he watches Ms. Crosby’s movements carefully.
Seeing Ms. Crosby setting down the gun, Mr. Gaelin breathes a sigh of relief and drops his hands. “It’s quite alright. I do believe most everyone is on edge. Now, as I was saying, going forward I feel it would be best if we took the time to learn a bit more about each other.”

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