Chapter 41 Crocodile Town and the Blood Upstairs

Harper's POV

We kept at it off the eastern edge, engine idling over flat water. Lance crouched over the biggest silver-plated thing, folding the gill plate back like a man checking a melon.

"Rat-hound diet," Tyler said from the console. "I'm telling you."

"Tyler."

I lifted a scale into the light...

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