‘Will you—what was it?—“blow off his head”?’ Melusine eyed her, a little uncertain. ‘And why have you not arrested him? Do not tell me you have allowed him to escape you. When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. “My mom is making duck. ” She spat in his face.
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