The Skull Page #3

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and its evil worshippers.

Thanks.

You really are superstitious, aren't you?

What are you doing here?

What's that you've got?

You stealing something?

- No. This belongs to me.

- Funny.

- I've seen that before, in HIS room.

- I paid Mr Marco for it.

Now, how do I know you're telling the truth?

Hm?

- Must be worth something, that.

- Excuse me.

Now...

What about a little phone call to the police?

- Will you get out of my way?

- Careful.

Maitland?

You've got the skull.

I knew you had it.

Get rid of it!

Maitland?

Jane?

Jane!

Jane, help me!

Help! Help me, Jane!

Help me! Help me, Jane!

Jane!

Help me!

Jane! Help!

Help me!

Jane, help!

No! No!

No!

No. No!

We'll get nothing out of Mrs Maitland,

not for a long time.

- And Maitland?

- His throat was torn.

Exactly like the Marco case.

- What's the connection?

- What connection could there be?

- Witchcraft?

- Hardly.

Not in this clay and age.

Not in this clay and age.

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