She frowned, appearing to think for a moment. ’ ‘Who’s bleeding to death?’ demanded Trodger. I'm not interested in him. The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. “She must look forward to Italy. I believe he’s divorced. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone.
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