Chapter 064
Staying invisible in London was not easy. But the city's surveillance network had gaps, and Soren knew how to find them. He spent the daylight hours moving, never staying in one place long enough to matter, rotating through back streets and covered markets and the kind of unremarkable public spaces where a man sitting quietly drew no attention. By the time the sky darkened and the streetlights came on, he had successfully run out the clock. He stood on the opposite pavement now, watching. The Mans Bar was smaller than he'd expected. A narrow frontage on a side street, a sign that didn't advertise much, two men on the door under an awning. From the outside it looked like any other private members' establishment in this part of the city, the kind of place that didn't need to attract foot
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