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The taking of a life

And not just any life, but Augustin Renaud

Porter Wilson, for all his paranoia was right, thought Gamache The people anted Québec to separate fro that cast suspicion on the English population was fodder for the separatist cause Or at least, the more radical factions The vast htful, reasonable, decent people But a feere quite crazy

Gas were low, though perhaps not for the people who’d built it Poor diet and grinding conditions had made them many inches shorter But still, Gamache suspected, most would have ducked, as he did now The floors were dirt, and it was cool but not cold down there They ell below the frost line, beneath the sun but also beneath the frozen earth Into a sort of diatory, a place never hot, nor cold

The Chief Inspector touched the rough stone wall, wondering howdead, had touched it too as they’d coetables froh to kill them

Off the antechaht

"After you," he gestured to the officer, and followed hih this didn’t take so long Large industrial la and walls but most were beamed into one corner of the room And in that corner a handful ofsa Gaine

A body

Inspector Langlois stood and brushing dirt froed your mind"

They shook hands

"I needed to think about it Madame MacWhirter also asked me to come, to act as a sort of honest-broker between thelois smiled "She thinks they need one?"

"Well, it’s more or less what you asked, wasn’t it?"

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