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At last, after a long rumbling journey in a stuffy windowless van, she reached Canongate Prison—for Holloway had its quota already. The boy she had loved was gone. A dozen words, and he saw Enschede as clearly as though he stood hard by in the flesh. “Please, Michelle, let’s not fight. ‘Never. It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more look at that angry red sun. ” Courtlaw refused brusquely, almost rudely. He was conscious of a quickening of his heartbeat and the familiar rise of adrenalin that sent his senses soaring in anticipation. It must be the dawn creeping in. The gulf between rich and poor was perhaps greater in France, but by all accounts it was not the canaille who were responsible for the present turmoil. His face was wreathed in smiles, his beringed hand was cordially outstretched.
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