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403 Mr. Hamilton’s puppy
Jones’s housekeeper rolled and crawled over. “Lord, Mr. Arlington and his men at the altar trying to take the holy virgin away.” Andrea felt herself on a rollercoaster. She knew the device. If her mother was removed from the casket, the device would kick in. The altar would collapse. The mountain would fall down. So the strong shake was because of that? “Stop them!” Andrew kicked them so hard while they were distracted. He grabbed Andrea by her arm to run. “Andrea, can you run?” Andrea held her belly. She had to for the sake of her child. They were running to the medicine room. There was a car waiting. As long as they got there, they could get out. But what about her mother? “Andrew, go without me. I have to go back to my mother.” “What are you t
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