Melusine fetched her stool and plonked it down next to her great-aunt’s chair. As if he read her thought, he spoke it aloud. Trodger was lying in wait at the bottom of the narrow stairs. It could only mean one thing—that her foster daughter was both a whore and a murderer! When Sheila confronted her about it, it was five in the morning. “But this is a surprise!” said Ramage.
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