It was Missy and Michelle in her grandmother's old Buick. The gun flew from his hand, clacking on the floor. Mr Jarvis’s sister, that was. I am gambling on his intuition. It was equally as beautiful but not quite so fine as the daughter's. He was conscious of a quickening of his heartbeat and the familiar rise of adrenalin that sent his senses soaring in anticipation. “I’ve been to hear you lots of times.
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