" A moment afterwards, they quitted the house. Forgive my daring. I wanted you to know. She relented out of exhaustion, yet he would not let her near Marina, his embrace tightening. You didn’t see me fall into a swoon when you cursed just now, did you?’ ‘I’m beginning to doubt if anything less than a sledgehammer would send you into a swoon,’ Gerald retorted. But, here they are. A missing persons report was filed for Lucy within twenty-four hours of her disappearance. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music.