Chapter 8

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Chapter 8Tarquin led Cassandra along the parquetted hallway, and stopped outside a panelled door. 'Not a word about this to anyone, mind you, Cass.' 'Mum's the word.' He unlocked the door to the room and said, 'I give you Rembrandt's Self Portrait at the Age of 63.' Angie was being kept blindfolded, and with her hands tied in front of her, in a room with no windows. She tried to scream for help at first, but Frank came in and hit her in the mouth. 'It ain't like I'm worried anybody's gonna hear you, 'cause they ain't,' Frank said, 'only it's just I can't stand the noise you make when you do that.' Angie stopped screaming for help after that. She could tell it was a city she was in because of the muffled sounds that drifted into the room from outside…the sound of cars going by in the s

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