\" Lucy scanned her memories for a face to match the name Josh Durkin. "Your sister is dead," said he, in a deep whisper. " Neither man spoke. Before the Monroes I was placed with a single woman, Leslie Cavendish. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control.
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