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By Steven Lake

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2010 Steven Lake


Prologue


A tall, slender man in a tailor cut Armani business suit strolled into a humble little London pub and sat down in the far corner. It wasn't a remarkable establishment, almost barbarian by his standards, but it was one of the last places he expected anyone to find him, or more importantly, ask questions.

A waitress approached him a few moments later and asked, "What'll it be?"

"Give me a pint of ale. No preference."

"Right then, a pint it is," she replied and then slipped away.

A moment later she returned with a small napkin and a large foaming mug of a cheap smelling beer.

"Will there be anything else?" she asked.

The man shook his head.

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