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A blow from the iron bar instantly stretched the ruffian on the floor. ‘But my poor Jacques is wounded and—’ ‘All taken care of,’ interrupted Hilary. “Yes, I will go,” she promised, with a queer little smile. Mike was draped over the laminate kitchen counter, on the phone as usual. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears.
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