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“No,” she said. “I don’t want a personal friend in Jesus.” I showed her my warrant card. “But have you let the Metropolitan Police into your heart?” I asked.
When Nightingale was training me he said that if you’re not dead in the first instance, then your chances of survival are much improved.
It seemed a viciously lethal trap for a man who’d warned me against damaging books in the London Library, but criminals often have a sentimental streak for dogs and rabbits while being total bastards to people.
