‘You are Mrs Ibstock, I think,’ she said eagerly. There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike. Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. It is we who have become the parasites and toys. But if not himself, there would be another soon enough.
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