Hers were less noble, yet stately. Sheppard raised her hand, and the malediction trembled upon her tongue. Wagstaff. He stood outside of the car, bewildered, as she walked up to the BMW’s front bumper. She was noisy and hilarious and enthusiastic, and her hair was always abominably done.
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