His looks were fixed on his old benefactor. "Can I help you, Jack?" asked Thames, taking up a plane. She felt anger at Sebastian, anger at the thrill that she felt in her loins upon seeing him, anger at herself for never having the courage to end her own life. It was obviously pitched well, hitting her head at a good thirtyfive miles per hour.
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