Chapter 41 Lamb to the Slaughter

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Bianca

I sat, my mouth like an O.

St Just had brought me to the basement and I stood, shocked and trembling, beside him as he pointed out the various instruments of torture in the large room. The walls had curtains of red damask which added to the sinister atmosphere of...

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