Besides, she will do no such thing. Give me that picture, or I'll make you!" "Hear me," said Thames, calmly; "you well know you're no match for me. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave.
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