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...cted to see. For there, in the centre of the small empty room, on a stool sat a girl. She had tiny, beautiful, yet sharp features and although at first he took her for a child, he quickly realized that she was actually a woman—just very small in stature. Was this-she really the target of their mission? Or had he picked the wrong door? No, this had certainly been the right door.
He heard footsteps pounding down the hall.
“Well, come on then,” he spoke in his distinctively Australian accent, “it’s time to go.”
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