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’ ‘Tchah!’ He glared at her. \" Lucy felt the familiar warmth surge upward from her crotch. She hadn't meant to ask anything for herself. ‘No, I don’t see much future in pursuing her down this passage. He swore that I was his wife, and—I shot him, Nigel, as his arms were closing around me. He was in a curious state of desperation. Any financial return was inconsiderable against the promise of this psychological treat.
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