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CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER

SEVEN

W

hile Sheryl was picking through the shopping on her drive, Conway, still in his candlewick pyjamas, was frying up a bit of bacon and black pudding.

Conway was a man who never forgot, a man who clung onto a grudge like a drowning man with plan...

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