‘It is that he needed me for his lie, no?’ Melusine said, striving to control the quiver in her voice. He had bled everywhere, but she had struck when the opportunity was ripe. ‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage.
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