CHAPTER THE FOURTEENTH THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT Part 1 Spring had held back that year until the dawn of May, and then spring and summer came with a rush together. She’d have thrown this thing if you hadn’t stopped her. Brendon looked across the room at her thoughtfully. Knives were worse, especially when you were stabbed back and left traces of your own blood at the crime scene. ” He crossed himself and grinned. ” Anna hesitated. A blow from the iron bar instantly stretched the ruffian on the floor. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. And some were adorned with engravings that struck her as being more vulgar and undesirable than anything she had ever seen in her life.
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