The Bitchster strikes again. It was not quite the search I intended,’ he said with a touch of selfmockery as he released her, ‘but success comes in all sorts of unexpected ways. As usual, however, on the occasion of any great calamity, a crowd was scouring the streets, whose sole object was plunder. You called yourself a murderess. Her eyes where glassy and shining. Furiously, she dashed his hands away. That's the way she strikes me.
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