The Tale Of Jon Handshaker, Chapter Twelve:
Chapter Twelve
A Raised Hand
Kan Lam looked up across the meeting ground at the tall houses, whose peaks showed above the intervening hedgeline. He scowled, and spat once into the dirt at his feet. Glancing about hurriedly he scuffed dust over the spit with his dirty toe. He looked back over at the far side of the hedge. They'll be getting theirs. Today."
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