Lucy felt a finger tap her on the bra strap as she observed Michelle chatting with yet another passing group of people. She could not help herself. In a voice husky with suppressed despair, she answered. The discussion wandered, and was punctuated with bread and butter. Her gaze flickered down to his pistol.
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