“You all know what’s going to happen tonight,” he said. “At some point between now and dawn, some unpleasant people are going to try to get inside this building. Well, we’re not going to allow that. This is thirty-five Portland Row. We’ve always been safe here.” George stiffly raised a hand. “Except when that Fairfax assassin broke in one time,” he said. “Oh, yes. True.” “And that time when Annie Ward’s ghost was unleashed here,” I added. “And the various times the skull’s caused us grief,” Holly put in. George nodded. “Let’s face it, it’s always been a death trap, hasn’t it?” Lockwood
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