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’ She bit her lip, but her eyes betrayed her. He shall expiate his offences on the gibbet. “In self-defence I had to,” she answered. She found her foster father and Mike still awake, playing high stakes UNO at the dimly lit kitchen table. A sound sleeper, she was not roused by the creaky openings and closings of drawers as Lucy packed a single duffle bag with underwear and soap that was pilfered from a multipack of Zest in the Beck’s downstairs bathroom. Easily I could have killed you. The only mercy you can show me is to kill me. It shall be done as you direct. I want my freedom.
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