Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. He had been back for two weeks during some pleasant weather in July. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. ‘Or flew in by balloon, perhaps.
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