“I wasn’t the one who took the book from the library. I found it in my father’s study.” He cocked his head toward Malcolm. “And if you think I was mistreating it, you should’ve seen what he was doing. He’d left it open and weighted down the pages with a wineglass to keep it that way.” “Bleeding God.” Malcolm hurriedly flipped the book over in his hands to inspect the spine.
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