But Gerald wouldn’t hear of it. ’ She turned, her eyes narrowed. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. She passed him silently as she dropped Michelle’s dried corpse into the open clay pit awkwardly, like a discarded doll. I can’t but feel it’s an undesirable complication to drag in the Charvills at this point.
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