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Page 107 “Look, wait a second! I’ll talk,” you plead. “I handed the diamonds over to the police.” Kenny slaps you hard across the face. You go reeling across the room. “Don’t give us that!” Grimstone barks. “If you had done that, the police would have let me know. After all you stole the diamonds from my house.” You cringe against a bookcase as Grimstone towers over you, his forefinger planted on your cheekbone, just below you right eye. “Help! Please!” you cry out. The thugs laugh and Grimstone break into a broad smile. “Help?” he says mocking you. “This is a soundproof room, kid. No one can help you here.” The moment Grimstone utters these words, the light flickers violently and the house begins to shake. “Boss, what’s going on?” Kenny yells. Grimstone looks helplessly around. “Herman, check the basement. Maybe something is wrong with the furnace.” One of the thugs rushes out of the room. You work your way along the bookcase. Grimstone starts after you, but his way seems blocked by a whirling white shape that send out a shower of silvery sparks. Grimstone, Kenny, and the other thugs retreat to the far wall. The huddle paralyzed with terror as the whirling white blur comes to a rest and turns into the ghost image of Harlowe Thrombey! Turn to page 114