He nodded silently, too full for words. She spied him sitting on his armless black couch, his feet splayed as he stared at his television blankly. "Stop thief!" roared Jonathan, who perceived the fugitive hurrying along a street towards Hatton Garden. If only he had known it, sympathy was almost entirely with him. I'll be quiet.
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