But he didn'tstop speaking because he finally understood what had motivated himthen, what was indeed the source of his shame. He snappedhis fingers in the direction of his companion. He wasn't someone else. He flewpast the trendy shops of Chelsea, past the silent streets of dignifiedterraces.
He stepped to one side, and she swept past him, saying, Mindthose bags, Dan. Lynley backed towards the doorwhile Helen took the dog by the collar and said, Alfie, no. The end is always thebeginning, isn't it? He found the reference in his notes thatsupplied a single piece of information that had been there all along,just waiting for the correct interpretation. Soniadied a number of years ago.
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