His pulses beat fast as he walked, his feet fell lightly upon the pavement. He forgot Annabel’s idle attempts at love-making, all the cul-de-sac gallantry of the moment. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila.
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