” The girl nodded. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. Cheveney strolled up, a pipe in his mouth. ” “No, I don’t. She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. Besides, he might hear things. \" She handed the ticket seller, a boy that looked to be all of eighteen years old, murder money that she had stolen from Dawn Plote's dead son, five dollars.
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