Sel-quisf s arms were not particularly muscular, being better suited to climbing nimbly into second-story windows than heaving large and heavy weapons through the air. Strange motorists in the darkness of early evening were always suspected.
Vita thought, delighting in naughtiness. As if his mind had been following the same track, gordon said, there might be landing sites elsewhere, on another island.
You can walk away from that kind of story.