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But the recognition came too late he heard a terrifying high-pitched cry, and when he turned he saw that Diego was screaming as his body was hauled away, into the bushes.
An interesting theory, Maxine observed. It does, however, bring us back to my original question. What brings you to Lorelei, Mr. Jonesy? Business or pleasure?