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Chapter 18
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Released on: 19/11/2017
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The Auction Block
“Peter Knight flung himself into the decrepit arm-chair beside the center-table and growled: "Isn't that just my luck? And me a Democrat for twenty years. There's nothing in politics, Jimmy."”