Chapter 13
Victor
It was past one in the morning when I heard it.
A violin. Faint, careful, played so quietly I almost missed it. Bach's Air on the G String, slower than it was written to go, each note held just past its natural release.
I set down my pen.
She'd been in the east wing for two and a half w...
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