Jean-Claude told me to attend to you. Perhaps, or perhaps it is merely coincidence. By the time we'd pulled out of the cemetery I was shivering. Do you see it, too? I asked.
We were closer than we'd ever been to being a true triumvirate, and Richard and I were blowing it. As my lady commands, so shall it be done. They were shaking. It was claustrophobic.
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