[Yes, more stuff from the book thing, whattaya want, I’m sick of virus lockdown and would fain smite the lyre.]
The sight of Trundle with Gherkin unnerved Dylan.
He kept replaying the scene in his mind, where it showed up grainy and vague and repeated from different angles, like the surveillance camera footage one saw on police websites.
Each time it pla…

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