February 7th excerpt:

As though a switch clicked in Stan’s brain, he glanced around the table. He remembered seeing a pen tucked behind the plastic-wrapped complementary cups, as though it had been haphazardly tossed there by a previous guest. Before he could think twice, Stan was dashing across the cover of the book between him and his goal.

It took seconds for Stan to grab the clip near the top of the pen and haul it all the way back to Sam, panting a little from the effort as he stepped back to give the human room to take it.

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