Alda quickly reasoned, "Each has its merits."

Frank remained silent and waited until the servants were done cleaning Alda's room.

Then, putting a mattress on the floor, he lay down and called Linda Yates, who purred from the other end, "Oh, where have you been, Mr. Frankton? I missed you so much!"

"I'm out on an errand and won't be going back soon. By the way, do you still remember what we agreed on?"

"Oh, I certainly do!" Linda giggled but said nothing else.

Frank rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me you don't know a thing."

Linda giggled even louder at that. "Sorry for tricking you, Mr. Frankton, but I have no idea even though I've worked here since the beginning. There's no way a mere employee would know their boss' life story, don't you think?" "Fair enough." Frank was unsure if he should laugh and cry and hung up right then instead of snapping at Linda.

He had certainly sacrificed plenty to make Linda talk, only for the whole thing to turn out to be a sham in the first place.

How could he face anyone if word got out?

Who were you talking to?" Alda asked gingerly from her bed

Just a

like she could eat

normal. She's

Loose...?

to react. How loose did a person have to be to sound like

Frank told her, "You've just recovered from a major

shook her head and smiled. "I've slept for ages, and I'm not sleepy at all now. Would you

a long story! By the way, do you know who poisoned

"Let's put that aside... Do you

you dreaming in

this dream of being inside an

it look like?" Frank asked, deciding to continue the

picture. "I remember a cavern passage with a sign that said Dartmoor Hill. When I

remember the things they saw in dreams that well, and

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