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e quiet, and the night thick with an eerie stillness. He turned up the musi

o get his appearance and attitude together. As he stepped out, he saw Mrs. Agnes, the house servant, crouched beside Elma on

saw Josh, she

threw herself

my princess. I'm here now." He stroked her hair g

ame trembling. Josh's grip tightened. She was

don't understand what is going on. This isn't like Mr. Raymond. He

too, Agnes. But we shouldn't panic just yet. Maybe something d

luctantly agreed. "Alrig

a. She had started dozi

ide," he said, lift

g her in. Standing by her bedside, he watched her for a moment. She lo

wnstairs, Mrs. Agne

he worst, but my instincts are sc

panicking won't help. I'll come back first thing in the m

lders slumping. "Alr

new no one would suspect him. He had perfected this ac

onto his face. His plan was falling into place. Th

s still one

kill her now? It would be easy. A tragic accident. But Mrs

ng the upbeat tune flood his e

e real game