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shadows of the shut-down refinery, he stood still, moving only his hand
so as to feel the hard steel and the security of his automatic. With
every step Santos took the Jackal was closer! Moments later, the immense
figure emerged from the alley, crossed the dimly lit street and
approached the rusted gates.
I am here, monsieur, said Santos.
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