Sometimes I did tend to forget how well Harrigan knew me. He knew me better than anyone.
"I don't know anything yet. When I do I'll let you know," I said somewhat untruthfully.
"See that you do, Randolph. Because if you do know something and you don't tell us, then that's a crime in and of itself. It's called withholding evidence."
I was fully aware of what the crime was called. God knew I'd committed it enough times.
"Okay," I said, "But I trust you'll also let me know if anything develops."
I wasn't holding my breath on that one...
Christopher almost 5 years ago
Thanks, Drew. It's coming along, I think. Even though it's morphing. It was originally intended as a short piece that was to take place almost entirely in the Tiki Moon, hence the name. But I couldn't control the weight gain and the story just got fatter and fatter.
Neville Hunt almost 5 years ago
Let’s have fatter and fatter and fatter! Loving it and genuinely scared for Jake!
Christopher almost 5 years ago
Thanks much, Neville.