Then he got up and left her. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. Ramage pursed his rather loose lips and shrugged his shoulders, with his eyes fixed steadily upon her. She yielded it without protest, as though unconsciously. . Still, something had marked the face, something had left an indelible touch.
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