She sensed his acute frustration as he unzipped her raincoat while trying to kiss her. She pushed between the pews, hoping to reach the sword first, while desperately holding on to her petticoats to keep them up, as her sword arm wavered. ‘Do not move, messieurs, or I shall be compelled to blow off your head. The moment I entered the room, and found you a prisoner in the hands of Jonathan Wild, I guessed how matters stood, and acted accordingly. “I can tell you are thinking about it. Do not underestimate my power. I'll be wanting my sixteen thousand.
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