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... is face, as he stepped out of the steady rain and through a timber doorway. He felt soaked through from the ride to the brothel Tom had recommended. Tom lead them through the main entry and down a poorly lit corridor to the tavern, where all visitors gathered to drink.
The tavern itself was crowded but as soon as they stepped through the doors, William noticed the razor sharp gaze of the older woman standing next to the bar, appraising them. She quickly took in their fine clothing, damp ...
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