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... thur sat on the chair, his police uniform drenched with rain, water droplets falling from his hair with a drip-drip sound.
His lips looked somewhat blue, his fists clenched on his knees, trembling slightly.
From Arthur’s solemn expression, Sir Peel had already discerned something amiss.
Sir Peel exchanged a glance with the Duke of Wellington, who was leaning on the sofa, savoring his sherry, and then asked with a gentle smile, “Police officer Arthur, what seems to be the ...
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