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... ightly, making her ache with pain.
"You’ve been working here for a long time, haven’t you?"
"About four or five years."
"No wonder," Quentin Grant said. With a sharp twist of his hand, Yvonne shrieked as her jaw popped out of its socket.
Her mouth hung open, unable to close, as drool streamed down her chin.
"Argle... mmmph..." Yvonne tried to say something, but no one could understand her.
Quentin Grant turned to the butler. "Settle her accounts. D ...
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