The Arbiter's Last Verdict
The cat's cry was the last sound Arthur heard before the door splintered inward. He stood in the doorway of the Kensington townhouse, his key still in the lock, and watched the scene unfold with the terrible clarity of a man who has seen too much to flinch. Three men in the townhouse. One of them—a heavy-faced youth with a Russian's sharp nose and an American's arrogance—was dragging something...
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