Her eye met his four inches away, and his was glaring, immense, and full of resolution, a stupendous monster of an eye. He was conscious of a quickening of his heartbeat and the familiar rise of adrenalin that sent his senses soaring in anticipation. And if she is not a nun, nor a refugee, and yet is entirely English, I’m hanged if I know what she is. ‘Aye, miss, like a shadow. Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. When the carpenter concluded his recital, Jonathan was for a moment lost in reflection. She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. "Safe!" shouted Darrell, as he effected a secure landing.
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