She inhaled a deep breath of air—London air. '" "Slave?" echoed Jack. He smiled. A stout wooden shutter, opening inwardly, being removed, disclosed a grating of iron bars. It was as much as I could do to prevent him flying out of the house there and then and coming after you. Wood, and you'll find that I've spoken the truth. He was no match for Brendon.
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