Chapter Seventeen

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Chapter SeventeenThe cab ride to the Necropolis station at Waterloo Bridge gave me the chance to ponder our next move. If my suspicions were correct, we would have to return to Stamford House and report our discovery and the danger. And if I happened to be wrong? Well, that would be problematic. When you know what a villain is after or intends to accomplish, his moves and actions can be predicted with a certain amount of accuracy. If, however, you have no idea what his plan or goal is, then it’s all but impossible to plan ahead and you end up reacting. In life, as in chess, if you react for too long you will find yourself at a great disadvantage and the game done. If my suspicions turned out to be wrong, we would have to find some new way of determining what was going on and how it was co

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