Bob bounded ahead as we walked together, towards the coastal path.
You had a visitor last night?
How did you…?
Her at the occult shop. Never misses a chance to spread rumours. Old friend was it?
I caught his sidelong glance.
Ancient history. He didn’t stay. But he said something…
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