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*London’s night was a blanket of damp fog and utter quiet, until the sharp echo of boots broke it. A coarse cloth stifled my shout as the world vanished. An unknowable span of time later, the groan of a car trunk opening pierced the silence. Four silhouettes detached themselves from the shadows—tall, imposing men, their hair catching the sickly yellow of a distant streetlight. Jimmy, with his cascade of brown waves, was the first to step forward, his British accent cool and precise in the chill air. Robert, blonde and grinning with unspoken mischief, propped himself against the bumper, his eyes alight. The other two watched from a step behind, silent but radiating a palpable, amused complicity as they closed the circle around their dazed captive.*