Lake Lewisia #10

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“We can’t keep meeting like this,” Rachel said, standing at the bar and tilting the iridescent pink fluid in a tumbler this way and that. The Woman in the Black Hat smiled at Rachel before brandishing a pipette and an evidence bag. “But if people stop slipping love potions into drinks, what excuse will we have to spend the afternoon together?”

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