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nodded. Good boy. A gold-toothed grin. Come to here. The left hand indicated a point on More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Glen Davis the platform well beyond rushing distance. Bond went to it. Now . . . gun of you. Slow, please. Slow slow. The revolver pointed steadily at Bonds breast-bone. Nobody can aim and fire faster than a man already ca lottery

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