Because as Yasmin approached, calling, Dan, whatyou doing out here this time of day? she could see that the man hadher son in thrall. Time to try another tack. He handed her a mobile. Instead, he saw a man holding something back.
She'd seen this on the day she moved in, looked atit disapprovingly, but finally sighed with martyred acceptance. Thiswas probably what Yasmin Edwards knew but did not want to speak of. I hadn't thought to tell anyone till . She tapped a finger to her temple andlifted her eyes in the direction of the ceiling.
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