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Lorna Liar
Whumph.
I’m officially naming it the best sound ever.
Well, it was kind of a whumph. It’s pretty hard to describe the noise a breeze block makes when it cracks over a bald man’s head. But that was pretty much it.
Suddenly Red Vest’s arms gave way,.
He slumped to his knees.
I fell sideways on to the landing floor.
I looked up and saw the defector stood behind Red Vest, hands dusted in concrete; the block in two at his feet. Red Vest slowly lurched forward and fell through the four-storey gap between stairs.
By the time I got to my feet and peered over the edge, Red Vest’s body was slumped on top of Agent Danby’s.
“Can you see in that thing?” I asked the defector, pointing at his hood.
He pinched finger and thumb together. A little, he was saying.
“Here,” I said. “W
