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Stiff from having slept awkwardly and intermittently in one of the library’s reading chairs, Stone woke to a flurry of fresh information: Brian Jacobs had regained consciousness, though he was now asleep; Julia Harris had come out of her shock – she too was currently sleeping, but had taken a cup of tea and a few biscuits and was, according to the doctor who had checked her over, fit to be questioned when she woke next; the van used by the kidnappers had been located, and finally – and best of all in Stone’s opinion – another ransom note, this one giving more details about what the kidnappers wanted, had been received.
“Friday,” Stone said, reading the ransom note for a second time. “That only gives the bank a day to get the money together, do you think they’ll be able to manage it?”
