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of the larger pool and pulled. The
door refused him.
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'It must be locked from the inside.'
'Is there another way in?'
'I Boys movies think so. Do you want me to go round the back?'
Garvey glanced at his watch. 'Two minutes,' he said. 'I've got appointments.'
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Again, his cigar had gone out. He put it between his teeth and lit a match. As the first flare died, he caught an inkling sight of a naked girl in the corridor ahead, watching him. The glimpse was momentary, but
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