Chapter 32

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Bitumen is a naturally-occurring, non-drying, tarry substance used in paint mixtures, especially to enrich the appearance of dark tonesThe paramedics took Roddy to the hospital. His eyes watered from over the top of an oxygen mask. He yanked it from his face to whisper an apology to me and I jerked my chin upward in acknowledgement, offering peace but not absolution. Only God could give him what he required. He snagged my sleeve and hauled me closer, and my body tensed. Henare’s gaze burned the back of my head. “Don’t let her divorce you until she gets citizenship,” he rasped. “Does she know the truth?” I winced and shook my head. Henare appeared at my side as though a sixth sense had warned him of our conspiracy. “What’s wrong?” His blue eyes narrowed and their gaze slid from Roddy to me

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