Dead Men Tell No Tales



“Villains?” I queried. “Did you see more than one of them, then?”

“Didn’t you?” he asked quickly. “Yes, yes, to be sure! There was at least one other beggar skulking down below.” He stood looking at me, the knife in his hand, though mine was held out for it. “Don’t you think, Mr. Cole, that it’s our duty to hand this over to the police? I - I’ve heard of other cases about these Inns of Court. There’s evidently a gang of them,


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“Villains?” I queried. “Did you see more than one of them, then?”

“Didn’t you?” he asked quickly. “Yes, yes, to be sure! There was at least one other beggar skulking down below.” He stood looking at me, the knife in his hand, though mine was held out for it. “Don’t you think, Mr. Cole, that it’s our duty to hand this over to the police? I - I’ve heard of other cases about these Inns of Court. There’s evidently a gang of them,


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