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"He’s trying to adjust," said Myrna "I saw hio"

"He still insists he didn’t kill the Her everyone closely She felt a fraud, pretending to be a hoes Clara smoothed clotted cream on her warm scone, then strawberry jam

"Well, if he didn’t do it, who did?" Hanna Parra was a stout, attractive pillar Clara had known her for decades Could she be party to a ht as well ask

"Could you kill anyone?"

Hanna looked at her with soer or suspicion

"Now there’s an interesting question I know for sure I could"

"How can you be so sure?" asked Dominique

"If someone broke into our home and threatened Havoc or Roar? I’d kill them in a second"

"Kill the wo your pardon?" asked Dominique She sat forward and placed her delicate teacup on its saucer

"It’s a training booklet put out by the Mossad," said The Wife Even the therapists ere giving Myrna and Hanna pedicures stopped what they were doing to stare at this lovely young wo

"Hoould you know that?" asked Myrna

The Wife shed, but the truth was, they were thrown off a little The Wife let thehed

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