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fountain, their small shoes clicking on the pavement. Ray watched them go, then turned his gaze to me, his brow furrowing as he adjusted his glasses.
“He is in a bad way, Laura,” Ray said, his voice carrying the low, slow rumble of the coastal lowlands. “He has been pacing the floor at the estate for two days, barely sleeping.”
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