Last winter, she’d walked this path with Min, heading for the Christmas Fair--there’d been a ferris wheel and skating, mulled wine, minced pies. At an air-rifle booth, Min had missed the target five times in a row. “Cover”, he’d said. “Don’t want everyone knowing I’m a trained sharpshooter.
-Mick Herron
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