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 hour later Arthur and Aredian are waiting by the warehouse entrance.
“Where is your man, Pendragon? You 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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