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In the periphery of her vision, she saw the door pulled back. He frowned. The Widgett mental furniture was perhaps worn and shabby, but there it was before you, undisguised, fading visibly in an almost pitiless sunlight. . It was the blood she found that cemented her decision that her foster daughter was a criminal.
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