" "We shall see," rejoined Jonathan, turning carelessly upon his heel. ’ She saw suspicion darken his gaze. He was shifting to reach his own weapon, which had fallen in between the pews at the back. His baggy shorts sagged over knobby knees that tapered into decrepit Reebok sneakers. The atmosphere seemed heavy with the odour of drugs. Old London Bridge. She was aware of it now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room and pretend not to hear.
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