Lucia confined herself to her quarters, wondering when they would flee to the country as so many other houses had done. As concertmaster, it was Lucy’s duty to seat the orchestra as well as tune them. "What did you say to him?" inquired Jonathan, suspiciously. Michelle stood perplexed. She placed the freezer back on top of Ray Plote's old hiding place, now his permanent resting place. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked.
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