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“It’s acting on two levels,” Eve murmured “Just as Draco is Neither of them show the face of their character until the last scene”

“They’re both very skilled”

“No, they’re all skilled All used to e I haven’t chipped through the i an innocent h to piss you off If we’re correlating life and h to kill for”

He’d thought the same himself, and nodded “Go on”

“The character of Diana believed every bullshit line Vole fed her That his as a cold bitch, that he was innocent, that he was going to leave her”

“The other woer one A little naive, a little grasping”

“In the end, won’t she figure out she was duped and used and be mortified? Just as Carly learned she was duped and used and mortified As Christine learned And there’s Michael Proctor standing in the wings, hungry to take it all on”

She studied the faces, listened to the voices, measured the connections “It’s one of therudge, or with dreahts and knoear the right face at the right time”

She fell silent again, watching the play progress, searching for soesture indicated the feelings and plans beneath the facade

But no, they were good, she mused Every one of them

“That’s the dummy knife, first courtroom scene Freeze screen, enhance sector P-Q, twenty-five percent”

The screen shifted s The knife on it was in clear view froed, Eve could see the subtle differences between it and the murder weapon

“The blade’s nearly the same size and shape, but the handle’s a bit wider, thicker It’s the same color, but it’s not the same material” She let out a breath “But you wouldn’t notice it unless you were looking for it You expect to see the prop, so you see it Draco could have looked right at it, hell, he ht have picked it up himself, and he wouldn’t have noticed Resume normal play”

Her head was beginning to throb lightly She barely noticed when Roarke began to rub her shoulders She watched the change of scenes, the curtain drop, the soundless circling of one set for another A few techs slipped across behind the curtain, nearly indistinguishable in their traditional black

But she spotted Quiestured, a kind of theater sign language that meant little to her She saw hilance downstage left