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        Thewoman,knownamonghercolleaguesasLinisan,hadworkedattheamusementparkforyears.ShewasalsotheonewhohadrecommendedJulianforthejobinhauntedhouse.

        Afemaleofficerhandedheracupofhotwater,keepinghertonesoft."Howfaralongareyou?"

        Linisanheldthecupwithbothhands,herfingerstightaroundthewarmceramic.Hereyesflickeddowntoherbelly,butherexpressionwasblank,noneofthewarmthorjoyonemightexpectfromasoon-to-bemother.

        "Eightmonths,"shemurmured,almosttoherself.

        Inthenextroom,Lucianwaswatchingthroughthemonitor.Withoutlookingaway,heaskedDamon,whowastypingatthecomputer,"Who''sherhusband?"

        Damonranasearchinthehouseholdregistrationsystem."She''snotmarried."

        Lucian''sbrowfurrowed."Thenwho''sthefather?"

        Neil,standingnearby,added,"Whenwebroughtherin,oneoftheparkemployeesmentionedgossip—saidthebabymightbethemanager''s."

        Lucianturnedsharply."Whosaidthat?"

        "Wedidn''tcatchaname,"Neiladmitted."Wethoughtitwasjustgossip,sowedidn''tlogit."

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