The same teardrop bust, the same long waist, the same thick legs. “These are for you. It's two hundred pounds. ” Lucy said, frowning. As O'Higgins signed the hotel register, his keen glance took in the latest signatures. His car was there. At every step he seemed to be haunted by the ghost of the past. He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently.
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