Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. He had not bothered to take off his raincoat and his umbrella sat dripping on his modern ice cube of a table. Having made a tolerably good meal upon the loaf, overcome by fatigue, Jack turned into a barn in Stoke Newington, and slept till late in the day, when he awakened much refreshed. . She had killed the McCloskeys after they had witnessed her making a kill.
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