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... d in sheer terror as he watched his wife stagger down the stairs, struggling with a heavy can of gasoline.
"You are a venomous witch!
H-help... HELP!"
His voice, already ravaged by poison, came out in ragged gasps, each word clawing its way from his throat.
Unless someone stood right beside him, the plea would be inaudible.
And the servants?
They had long since fled the courtyard.
The smile on Mrs. Porter’s lips deepened, her eyes burning w ...
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