The Woman Who Died a Lot: a Thursday Next Novel

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The reason for this curious custom is not recorded, but the order supplied stuntmen to the theater and film industries for over seven decades. A popular tourist attraction for over three centuries, the brotherhood might be with us still but for a poorly conceived move to the eighth story of a town building, and the order was extinguished in under an hour. Fairfax Rearwind, Vanished Religious Orders of the British Archipelago  We took the elevator to the subbasement and stepped out into the same... small security cubicle I had visited two days ago with Finisterre. A different guard was staring at us from behind the glass, and he smiled when he saw me.“Good morning, Chief Librarian.”“Shiny, shiny,” I muttered, “bad times behind me.” “I’m sorry?”Jack tightened his grip on my arm, which, while not actually painful, made me at least realize he was serious, and it sobered me up. The patch was gone, but its effects would be with me for a while.“Nothing.”I licked my finger and placed it in the DNA tester.MoreLess

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