The gun flew from his hand, clacking on the floor. ‘Oh, famous. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. 6. “Shot through the lungs,” he remarked.
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