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Chapter 15
Chapter 15A cold whiff of fresh air hit Khalid’s face when he opened the door of Fred’s office. He knew the chief liked it cold, but this was ridiculous. However, since Fred hadn’t been in the best of moods lately, Mark decided not to mention the frigid conditions when he sat down. Hardly looking up at his visitor, Fred asked “Do you remember Richard Gillman?” without preamble. “I have only a vague recollection of a report mentioning his name in relation to Talya’s name being scribbled in the margin of a letter he wrote before his death, but that’s as far as it goes.” Fred closed the program on his computer and finally turned his face to Mark. “Well, it seems that you’re recollection is not so vague after all. The guy was apparently murdered on one of Dakar’s beaches and the letter in q
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