His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was 211 beating, almost tenderly. He jumped back, cursing. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. His clothes had evidently seen some service, and were plentifully begrimed with the dust of the workshop. It was easy enough to lie to anyone else.
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