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The officer showed her into the sleepy suburban
police station, a hub of inactivity on Sunday night except
for herself and a slightly drunk woman who had been
brought in for DUI. What had been
happening all this time?
‘Do you tell me he has not again left his apartment?’
‘Only to go to some party or other Monday night,’ Kimble said. Wood, severely, "and go to bed. "I must tell you," she was saying. No—you shall come with me to Waterloo.
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