Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 143382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 717(@200wpm)___ 574(@250wpm)___ 478(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 143382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 717(@200wpm)___ 574(@250wpm)___ 478(@300wpm)
She was in attack stance, one of her arms straight out, holding a golden bow, the other arm was bent, but up, as if she’d just let loose the arrow.
Oh yeah.
And along the walls were Andy Warhol inspired portraits of Raye, Luna, Harlow, me, plus Shanti, and oh fuck…Willow.
It was a far cry from Titus’s setup (there was no bar or beverage fridge).
But it was a start.
And that angel was kick-freaking-ass, but those prints were everything.
Morgan Freeman’s voice came from the speaker.
“Come in and close the door, Angels.”
“What the holy hell?” Shanti whispered.
Mm-hmm.
We had a lot of explaining to do.
Raye took Shanti’s arm and guided her in. “I think Arthur’s going to share a few things with you.”
Shanti looked at Raye with wide eyes.
Luna, Harlow and I stepped onto the carpet.
And I turned and closed the door.
The End