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“You seem strong. Stronger than before. How… how big a meal did you have?” “Three courses,” he said, stony-faced. “That was humour.”
She was surrounded by blood, and Shelly’s headless corpse lay stiff and lifeless in her lap. “My god,” said Grant. “What have you done?” Muriel looked up at him. “I kept telling her, it’s Mrs McAuley,” she said.
