A new thought checked her steps and she froze. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. “I have loved you,” he was saying, “ever since you sat on that gate and talked. I would be the kidnapper, of course, but we would forge ransom notes and exchange monies so that it appeared you were taken by brigands or plotters against the Iovelli family. He drew her closer. " "Ay, and there's my liver. It was enough.
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