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Contents Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter One In the quiet of an autumn afternoon, the deserted mansion slept. The future was not so black. David Courtlaw—Sir John Ferringhall. 1. And it’s no good pretending there is one when there isn’t.
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