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CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN Blinking his eyes and trying to adjust to the darker interior after the sunny street, Daniel spotted a lean, Mediterranean man slashing at an older Englishman with a knife. The man was backing off, blood streaming down his shirt from a large cut across it, knocking over furniture as he retreated. At the sound of their entry, the Mediterranean man whirled around. “Police! Put down your weapon!” DCI Connor shouted, yanking out his Taser. He never got to use it. The guy did a spin kick that made the Taser go flying. DCI Connor cried out, then dodged as the smaller man swiped at him with the knife. The Englishman grabbed his arm and struggled for a moment, blocking Daniel and Remi from getting into the fight. The intruder cut DCI Connor’s legs out from under him, making
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