She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. She set her fingers in the hair and tugged, drawing him to a sitting posture and stooping so that her eyes would be on the level with his when he awoke. Immediately after it, he was off again, and that, let me tell you, was the last anyone saw of him. "You are my prisoner, Jack.
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