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Vince ducked down as he walked through the front door. He held the girl tightly by the waist, over his shoulder. She was bound with metal wires, and was still, the struggling was over. Patrick and Lyn looked up at him from the couch. "Greetings," he said with eyebrows raised. There was a smile on his face. Kind of. "And salutations," Pat responded. Vincent's eyes fell on Lyn. The girl that he was carrying had white stockings on and an ugly plaid skirt, all that was visible from the front.