"Stop thief!" roared Jonathan, who perceived the fugitive hurrying along a street towards Hatton Garden. Sordid; but that was not Ruth's term for it; she had no precise commentary to offer. "Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away. She 191 picked up the remote, usurping it of its dividing status between their bodies. She whispered, “Another car is coming,” as lights approached their car. These realizations rushed into Ann Veronica’s mind and hardened her heart against him. “Get me some brandy and my bag.
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