Another labyrinth in hell!" A smile broke over the trader's face. The atmosphere seemed heavy with the odour of drugs. ‘Is he meeting you here then, my dear?’ ‘He had better,’ said Lucilla. She forced herself not to think of John. Set yourself to find it out, if you will—but if you do, never dare to call yourself my friend again.
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