I could even abort at that point, with whatever obscure satisfaction I could glean from the fact that my idea was at least viable, and move in another...direction. But I needed the confidence that at least a possible resolution could give me.Monday evening was the nadir for me. With little option I had drinks and dinner with Doug—he and I were the only guests left in the place—and even joined him for an after-dinner digestif. Just one; I firmly begged off when he ordered a refill and seemed ready. ‘Hoy,’ he mumbled. ‘Miss Belamy didn’t hurt you too bad, did she? I remember I cut my hand on kitchen duty one time and she folded it back up so fast it hurt more than the knife.’ He smiled at the imagery but shook his head. ‘Nah, it’s fine now.’ ‘Cause if it’s not, I could always show her a thing or two about pain.’ Iyda punched one hand into the palm of the other several times. ‘Show who about pain?’ asked Miss Belamy as she rounded the corner ahead. ‘The girl in the tower,’ Iyda replied. More

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