She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. If you know her for the vicious, scheming wretch that she is, why in God’s name—?’ ‘She’s not a vicious, scheming wretch,’ Gerald said calmly. She asked the inevitable question, the one she knew Michelle was waiting to field like a quarterback anticipating the pass. Jacques, Jacques!’ His face was white, but his eyes were open, if a trifle glazed.
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