She took his hand in hers. We’ll run away together, we’ll elope. It was a gracious gesture, she thought, as he trudged to the Beck’s humble doorstep in his stiff blue polyester uniform. For freedom at least. Voilà tout. Through yet another doorway she observed an ancient silk brocade loom. "Stop thief!" roared Jonathan, who perceived the fugitive hurrying along a street towards Hatton Garden. . They were on their way back home, or so she had thought.
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