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‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. The latter had delivered himself from one of his assailants, the attendant, Davies. She found a clean sweatshirt and soft pajama pants, glad to trade the wet for the dry. Could it be him you mean?" "No. Sheppard. There was something fatalistic about the letter H. Applying his ear to the keyhole, Jack listened, but could detect no sound.
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