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I proved myself early as an athlete, skills I retained long after my return home. “I don’t think you can have heard me, Vee,” he said, with intensely controlled fury. ’ Jack blinked at her. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters.
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