Were I not Jonathan Wild, I'd be Jack Sheppard. Am I so forgettable?” He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of gray blue. She felt his crotch through his jeans. Spurling, as if struck by a sudden idea. ” “Oh, gimme a break, Lucy. “Cheveney!” she repeated.
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