“Who the hell are you, Lucy?” “Promise me you will never tell anyone. Her gown was minimalist compared to those concoctions of boning and lace of long ago, she reflected, but that did not stop it from getting caught on 134 brambles and twigs. Jack Sheppard is to me what Thames Darrell is to you—an object of hatred. “You met no one upon the stairs, or saw no one leave the flats?” “No one,” Anna answered firmly.
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