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... brandy untouched, pistol close at hand. For the first time since arriving in Spain, he felt not the hunter, but the prey.
The villa, once a sanctuary, now seemed a cage. Its heavy curtains, drawn tight, muffled the outside world, but to Harrow’s mind they were thin as paper, inviting eyes to press against the glass. Every creak of the wooden floorboards became an alarm. Every shift in the wind sounded like boots on gravel. He had survived years of clandestine work in the Americas, London ...
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