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Chapter 8

She was an older woman as thin as some anorexics. Her white hair was in tight white curls, and Raven had decided a friend must’ve given her those with a home permanent. There was nothing beauty salon about them.

She grinned at them. “How’s it goin’, Rave?”

“Good. I’m good. How about you?”

“For a cranky old lady, I’m fine…far as I know. Who’s your friend?”

“Alice, I’d like you to meet Condor Hunter. We grew up together, and he’s visiting for a while. Hunter, this is Miss Alice, my favorite mini mart owner.”

Hunter exchanged warm, polite greetings with her. The sound of quarters hitting bottom in the newspaper rack slot alerted Raven to open the door and grab a paper out fast. He just managed to get his hand out before the heavy little door slammed shut.

Alice shook her head. “Day’ll come when someone gits hurt with one of them machines.”

Hunter surprised Raven with a soft, lighthearted laugh. “But not today.”