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“No?”

“No. You see, words on a page have never held much fascination for me. I believe I am a more visual creature. Why don’tyoutell me why I should read this book? We should retrace dear Therese’s steps, I think. Talk me through the story, won’t you?”

Beatrice shivered, suppressing a smile. “Oh?”

“Yes, I think that is the way forward.”

Stephen leaned back in his seat, his thighs falling open, and patted the desk in front of him. Beatrice crawled up onto the table, perching on the edge, her slippered feet resting on either side of Stephen’s chair.

He placed his hands on her knees and grinned up at her. “Let’s start at the beginning, shall we?”

The End?