It was Missy and Michelle in her grandmother's old Buick. Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. She caught her breath, and her eyes were lit with a sudden terror. They were talking of “Alcide,” as they often did in those days. Lucy's grin faded.
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