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"Well, now we just need to rappel down."

He said that like it was the easiest thing in the world. The building, a modern mirrored construction in the center of London, had twenty-nine floors. According to Hopkins, the client used the whole twentieth floor as an antiquarian for artifacts of all kinds. If there was any clue about the necklace, it should be there.

From the helipad, Clark leaned forward, feeling sick instantly. Damn this fucking height. All windows were closed, and they were very, very, far from the ground. She grunted.

Hopkins snickered, getting the equipment ready, and Clark puckered her lips. "Relax, love. Spankin' opened up the window of the nineteenth floor for us. We just need to rappel down... ten floors."

"Oh, lucky for us."  

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