Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. Courtlaw opened his lips, but remained silent in the face of her imperative gesture. “Call me Annabel. She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us.
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