Merritt held up a hand. “Silence!” Everyone quieted, except for Nettie, who continued to sob quietly. Hulda grabbed Merritt’s arm tightly. She looked ill. Whatever Baillie had tried on her hadn’t been good. Merritt nodded to Beth and pocketed the watch. Steadying herself, Beth approached the desk, eyeing Baillie warily as she did. She handed the piece of paper to Walker. “You might remember I’m a clairvoyant, Mr. Walker. I apologize for this demonstration, but on that paper you’ll see the name of every person Baillie manipulated in the last few minutes, along with a time stamp of when it
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