Book Excerpt for the Day

    The Black Weasel stood up and drew his rapier; moving slowly and gracefully, he placed the tip of the sword on the messenger’s Adam’s apple and growled, “Shut up and tell me what you’re doing here.”

    The messenger blinked.

    “That’s rather a contradiction, sir,” he said.  “If I were, as you put it, to ‘shut up,’ then how …”

    The tip of the sword drew blood.  The Black Weasel adjusted his stance to prepare for a thrust.  “You’re new at this,” he said.  “If you ever want to be old…”

    He let the threat hang unfinished.

    (from Split Heirs by Lawrence Watt-Evans and Esther M. Friesner)

  8*/10.  The full review is here.

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