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... nd soap bubbled up in the sink. He shook his hands, and a scouring scrubbed his hands clean as he moved towards the condo’s front door in Central London. The suitcase

flew into his grip as he walked out to greet the new day.

“Good morning, John!”

As Quinn locked the door to his rental house, he heard a chirpy shrill voice. He looked to the left to see a plump, homely woman with a big red smile walking towards with the energy of a hundred suns. Even though he was wide awak ...

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