Quote by Mar Preston
““At this Bagatur hurled himself to the floor, prostrated himself, and began to pray, a high-pitched babble of pleading. It wasn’t English. He was so frightened he pissed himself. Mason watched a dark stain thread its way down the leg of his pants. A little pool of urine shone on the blue industrial carpet. Ross sat back in his chair, looked at Mason. Mason lifted his hands in a What now? gesture.””
