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Click hereCarmine gave us a scrunched-face look from behind the scarf on her cheeks and rushed inside the building. I shook my head. Goddammit. That was, what, a half-hour?
"Well?" Winter asked.
"Well what?"
"What is the Girl up to?" she demanded.
"I'm walking home. If you're heading the same way, keep up if you're keeping up." I had the wind at my back as I moved on.
"Fine," she said. "You can't trust the Girl."
"Good for me," I said. "Who can I trust?"
"You could start with yourself," she said. The wind died down. I looked at Winter and she half-frowned at me.
"You're not going to get all confused about who I am, are you?" I asked.
"Of course not," she said. "That's not what a Lady would do."
*GENE* is the one who was called "Mr. McArthur". That was the whole point.
Btw, Mr. Stint was already called Mr. McArthur by Faye in Sapphire restaurant back in chapter 3.