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The doorman on the Hannover Club looked just as he always did: long woolen overcoat, scarf, suit, shiny shoes and gloved hands clasped in front of him. Byford thought these people couldn’t be any more obvious, especially with their physical build, the look on their faces and radio earpieces obvious to the world.
“Afternoon,” he said to the doorman as he stepped up to the main door.
“Afternoon, sir,” the man replied and opened the door for Byford.
Byford had never seen this one...
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