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Prologue

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Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9
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An underground statlon in London The first phone call A visitor
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The tall young woman walked down the plaform and then stopped. It was six o'clock in the evening and there were a lot of people waiting for the main. A man in a black suit walked downthe platform and stopped rwo or rhree merres from the woman. A uain came into the station. The woman turned and looked at it. The man carne and srood behind her. He put his hand on her back. She turned and looked at him. There was a question on her face. Her mouth and eyes opened wide. He pushed her hard. He heard nothing. Only the train. The woman fell in front of it.

Three years later

Theyoung woman answered the phone. 'Julie.' It was he¡ father. 'Dad. tüZhere are you?'

'I'm ou$ide the station. I'm going to get him.'
'Now?'
'Yes.'

'Dad, are we doing the right thing? Is this right?' 'Julie, we talked about this.' 'I know but now . . . I'm just not sure rhis is the righr thing.' 'Renrembcr our conversation, Julie. 'We made our decision. tü6 have to do this.'

The next dayin the newspapers:

WOMAN DIES UHDER TRAIN

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A uisitor

knew someone was there. He stood up and took the gun from the bed. He walked to the window and looked out. Cars went by. He saw a white car. It was a police car, but it didnt stop. There weren't many street lights and it was dark now. But he could see there was no one in the street.

It was late and it was getting dark.Max sat in the bedroom of his flat. He lived in tondon and the noise of cars outside never stopped. But now he didnt hear the noise. He sat on his bed. There was a gun on the bed beside him. The gun was still warm. Max's face was very white and he didnt
feel well.

No policemen. No one. He listened. There was sdll no noise. But someone was there, he knew it. Some things he always knew. Hewalked to the door. There was a small television above the door and he looked up at it. There was a man outside his front door - a.tall man in an expensive suit. Max could see the maris face very well, but he didnt know him. Max put the gun in the back of his trousers and
opened the door.

He never felt well after he killed someone. He sat in the dark flat with his head against the wall. His eyes...