But this might be merely a figurative mode of describing his customary vigilance. Sebastian observed coolly, savoring the outline of Lucy’s feral figure hunching over Michelle’s gradually diminishing body. “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She squealed. “I’ll be here at one in the morning.
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