Ennison roused himself with an effort, took a long drink from his whisky and soda, and lit a cigarette. “You must send for the police at once, you know. You were accused of having been seen with the latter. Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. There were too many kills, too many unsolved files in too many cabinets.
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