Are these folks your current foster parents?” “Yes. Someone had thoughtfully wrapped a bit of tissue paper round the electric bulb. An iron fillet secured the socket of the bolt and the box of the lock to the main post of the doorway. Now do you see?’ Melusine frowned. And the infernal thought of that kiss returned—the softness of her lips and the cool smoothness of her cheeks. Hidden menace; a prescience of something dreadful about to happen.
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