97 “For what, kiddo?” Larry turned his head slightly to one side. Nothing more forlorn could be conceived. Nuns, I mean. ‘And we shall see which of us is more quick. ‘But what will happen to Lucia? Are we to kill her?’ ‘Of course not. His energy began to slip away and she sank her teeth into his fat carotid artery below the piano wire, which had drawn blood from his neck. Where else could she go?’ ‘And there aren’t too many of them around,’ agreed Hilary on a gloomy note.
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