A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. ” “And he sat at my table,” Annabel said bitterly, “and yet he did not know me. " Drama. He was ready to seed his legacy, and you were a pawn to be moved out of the way.
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