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Taking a firm grasp of his pistol, Gerald eased back, let go the handle of the door, and at the same instant, swung his booted foot. Anna raised her eyebrows at the sight of him. “Don’t think that I have been playing the spy upon you,” he continued. He helped himself to a beer, then a vodka and tonic, then two rum and Cokes. As he was about to descend his chains slightly rattled.
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