. ‘What in God’s name is going on?’ Glancing swiftly towards the doorway, Gerald saw his friend’s disbelieving face and burst out, speaking over the top of Melusine as she made another grab for the little square of linen. Too late, alas, to stop the disastrous marriage. Small wonder she had learned to be self-reliant. They were loath to admit to the public that the case would be closed in a few years for sheer lack of forensic evidence. Blood dripped down one side of her forehead. You understand me, Charcoal.
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