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It must be her aunt, playing a part.
Pixley opened the door to the lavatory and hid behind it. Ruby and Fina hid themselves behind the lumpy bed.
Fina hunched over in a little ball of nerves and tension. After about fifteen minutes, however, she relaxed. Whatever type of trap Ruby had set up probably wouldn’t work. Too risky for the murderer or the thief. Unless … perhaps the twins might use their devious drug concoction on everyone again? Those guests they’d seen in the winter garden had appeared woozy on their feet, but that was likely due to the steady diet of alcoholic beverages.
A branch scraped against the window. Perhaps it was a flying branch from the storm. The trees at Marsden Court stood well away from the sides of the house.
Ruby gripped Fina’s hand. She listened.
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