“Holy shit!” Giggling and snickering was amplified by asbestos tiles and reverberated by metal desks. The wounded man had descended the bridge, and dashed himself against the door beyond it; but, finding it impossible to force his way further, he turned to confront his assailants. Fortescue?” “At your service.
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