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31 After the slightly claustrophobic atmosphere of the dark cellar Nathan felt good being outside, even if he was soaked in seconds and buffeted by the wind. He only allowed himself as long as it took him to look around and spot the fleeing figure to appreciate being outside again, though. The moment he saw Dennings and knew in which direction she was heading, he set off after in pursuit. As always when he was forced to take part in a foot chase, he found himself wishing that he was in better shape. It wasn’t that he was out of shape, though he acknowledged that his fitness had taken a dip over the past year, it was just that he knew if he were to spend even a bit of time on a regular exercise regime he could be so much fitter. The hatch through which the deliveries for the bar were ma

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