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Her ghost is a danger to you, Quinn, and to everyone around you. I was almost violently sick. Maybe I was one, I thought. Michael and Rowan respect you.

I loved Merrick. The horrid collecting of her remains had to be done with a small spade. Now Fitzhugh, ever more striking with his golden hair, moved to the bedside and grasped the old man’s hand. 'Never touch what's mine, do you hear me?’             'You're a liar and a trespasser,' I said.