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“She visits the cemetery regularly. Did you know that?” Mallory nodded. “In particular the grave of Laura R. Campion. No connection that I have ever been able to discern. Yet she does seem drawn to the woman.” Liza gave him a piercing stare. “Was there a particular reason you targeted Mirabel for recruitment?” He gave her a hard look before saying, “None different than any other. She passed all the hurdles. But it really starts off with a simple judgment call on my part. In that regard Penelope Campion was hardly unique.” She eyed him for a few seconds before looking away. “Now this American,” Mallory began. “Bill Young.” “Yes, it’s not good. A distraction. Perhaps more. We have no real information on the man. Anyone can pose as a former lobbyist.” Liza ran a hand along the drawst

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