Sebastian crouched on the floor with a single dead victim, a young highwayman. He had the same dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features. She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. ‘Well said, my dear. What hotel should she go to? If she told a cabman to drive to an hotel, any hotel, what would he do—or say? He might drive to something dreadfully expensive, and not at all the quiet sort of thing she required. The evening was warm and inviting, one meant to be spent outdoors. She had become unashamed of her nudity, altogether unfocused on her appearance.
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