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Slim stared at the wad of printouts in his hand as he turned out of the guesthouse entrance, thinking both that it was time to discuss costs with Celia and to think about hiring a secretary.
For once it was a clear day with a bright overhead sun, even though the air had turned cold. Slim walked up through the village and took the Trelee road, waiting until he got to the bench on the verge near Worth Farm. He sat down, smiled at the view over Bodmin Moor, then got to work.
Company information on every watch- or clockmaker he could find online, vast reams of information on the process of watch- and clock-making, the types of materials used, as well as anything he could find on Amos Birch: online sales listings, reviews, promotional material. There was less than he’d hoped, but still fa
