Bet’s voice quavers in the dark. “Are you—”
“His first Creation?” Lettie finishes, close to Bet.
Huge and unnatural, he nods to the pair.
Each woman tugs gloves and stockings, revealing right arms and left legs matching the other’s race. “He did this.”
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