“You’ve only just squeezed back into your suit. Don’t be ridiculous. Look after your daughters and trust the amazons to look after your wife.”
Elizabeth Kane, mysterious and seldom seen sister of Kate Kane, was not often seen out in public since her return. Especially not without her very protective sister. However today, for some unknown reason, she has appeared at a silent disco held at an unused church and was (c)
“Painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red
We dare not stop
Or waste a drop
So let the paint be spread
We're painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red!”
“Masks?” She stared at her blankly. “Like commedia d’ell Arte? A little niche… I haven’t made a mask since I was at school…”
“Idle curiosity.” She waved a hand. “Katherine has her fingers in a lot of pursuits…” she paused. “Please do not go there.”
“That would sound… about right. Katherine does like to have rivals…” She nodded thoughtfully. “What kind of business?”
“No. No that’s not me. I have the misfortunate to look like her. I am Elizabeth Kane. Katherine Kane is my twin sister, you may know her, she is rather….uhm…. Well-known.”




