EPILOGUE Blade was in his chair, seated behind his desk with his boots propped on the edge, reflecting on their first mission.

As the ambience, sky and water alike, gradually turned a single shade of teal, Bobby slumped low in his patio chair, his battered boots propped on the ice chest.

His arms were crossed over his chest, his boots propped on a tabletop.

With his boots propped on the low veranda wall, Sebastian regarded the harbour over the rim of his glass.

Houston, in his cups, delighted in playing the barbarous American; red-eyed, perspiring, foul-mouthed, he lounged with one great coarse boot propped muddily atop an ottoman.

Inside what appears to be a study, a senior squad leader leans back in the weathered oak chair, his boots propped on a footchest of the type that contains Mirror Lancer records.

One boot propped on a wheel spoke, his forearm resting on a bent knee, he stared into the distance A cigarette dangled from between two fingers.

She saw a young man with shoulder-length brown curls standing outside The Rock Em & Sock Em Billiards Emporium, his arms folded across his chest and one snakeskin boot propped against the whitewashed brick.

He stretched his well-turned legs out lazily, clad in rich brown, the heel of one highly polished boot propped on the toe of the other.

"And this person you had dinner with was ..." Paul stared at the snapshots of Joey and at the ragged holes that were Carolyn and at his boot propped on the file drawer.