Oh God, she thought, please let it end fast… “And then she sent this to look after me, although I kept telling her I don’t need it.”
“Penelope?” said Phillip. You remember how angry he could get over even the slightest challenge to his authority?”
Phillip poured himself another drink, snorting. To think I never knew this passage existed. “He loved the image. Such a door would, of course, spoil all of her neat explanations. Phillip was about to say something more, but there came a bump and a crash from just outside. That’s why — I say Phillip, I wouldn’t object to a cigar.”
Phillip opened the humidor to both Andrew and the captain, but took none for himself. “Yes,” said Penelope, her voice dull. Like the Phantom in the locked room, gone?”
“That letter you got this morning, what did it say?” Andrew said. Casually, she flicked her clit with her thumb and leaned back against the tile, sighing, closing her eyes, letting go of everything except sensation.
