She mewed weakly, “Sebastian? What have you done? Where is Gianfrancesco? Did you kill him?” He crossed his arms. He returned, “Lucy, you knew I didn’t live anywhere near you?” “I was aware. ‘That’s my pet name. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. Escape was now impossible. It’s—it’s a social difference.
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