She stepped backwards. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. ’ ‘Grateful? Certainly I am grateful,’ Melusine snapped, knowing full well she sounded anything but gratified. The sight of the thief-taker increased the fury of the mob to a fearful degree. It simply doesn’t count.
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