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... The Captain’s voice was a whip-crack. Ian, just feet from the side-door escape, froze. His back was to the Captain, but he could feel the man’s eyes, and the point of his sword, aimed directly at him. He was caught.
His mind, trained for years in the art of war and espionage, went perfectly calm and cold. He could feel the weight of the ledgers and the map of Strathmore, tucked securely inside his rough-spun tunic. He could not, under any circumstances, be captured. His hand, hidden by h ...
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