She was, as Capes had said, a hard young woman. “What have you done?” 212 “It is your own fault, Lucia. ” “I didn’t mind that little argument. But this is all different. ’ She turned, her eyes narrowed. " "Mr. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. Yet she could not bring herself to hate the girl, or even Gianfrancesco, the one who would have sent her to her death more than once. His vision was becoming accustomed to the faint light now and her features were clearer.
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