'another axworthy' by Lily Silverheart
Moneypenny, mom, my masseuse," Charlie tossed shurikens absentmindedly, "Of course-- Amsterdam!"
Valise packed, dog fed, jet fueled he dashed off again, having forgotten something.
Added 6 May 2004.
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