His head turned sideways towards the noise, his brows scowling. . Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. It’s the rarest luck, the wildest, most impossible accident. I was extremely subtle—in fact, as devious as Melusine. “May I ask whether you are staying with friends in town?” he inquired deferentially. The face that looked down upon Ann Veronica was full of amiable intention. His name was Peter.
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