The Manhattan Contract
The Manhattan Contract I The bar was called The Grey Horse and it lived up to its name. Grey paint, grey walls, grey men drinking grey beer through the hole in the ceiling where the water pipe had burst three months ago and nobody had fixed. Vera Delaney had chosen it for exactly this reason: it was the last place any of the Four would think to look for her. She was sitting in the back booth...
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