Part 5:
link “Already? Excellent,” Arthur says when Merlin hands him the much-awaited court order. He picks up the phone and dials Jack Aredian.
Half an heure later Arthur and Aredian are waiting par the warehouse entrance.
“Where is your man, Pendragon? toi did say eleven a.m.”
“He’ll be here. He’s got a warehouse to run, Mr. Aredian, he may have gotten waylaid—ah.”
The door opens and Percy’s head pokes out. “Hey,” he says. “Sorry...
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