” “Impudent beggars,” Sydney growled. She had eaten them. Coffee à la Turque wasn't so bad; but a guy couldn't soak his breakfast toast in it. The larger problem at hand was drugging her foster sister, Shari, into a deep sleep. Melusine turned and turned, unable to imagine just where the secret door could be. In the artificial light her skin had the tint and lustre of a yellow pearl. But you must not imagine me wrapped in melancholy. ” Ennison laughed softly.
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