Lucy could sense her mental resolution to nip Michelle’s burgeoning obsession with the occult in the bud. Just as I might have killed another, if he had come out. ‘Jacques, are you dead? Jacques, do you hear me?’ Melusine put her cheek to his lips, and felt the faint warmth of his breath. Full as she was of him, it felt good to shower her kill out of her hair.
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