“Shit!” John quickly countered, “What are you going to do? She’s a motor-mouth, Lucy, of the worst kind. I would be the kidnapper, of course, but we would forge ransom notes and exchange monies so that it appeared you were taken by brigands or plotters against the Iovelli family. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. White is proud of her drawing-room evenings.
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