The man in the trilby and overcoat stepped from the train as it came to a shuddering halt. He quickly walked along the platform, impatiently darting by those both disembarking and those waiting to board. At the gate, he waved his ticket at the distracted guard, pushed through a crowd of people, and then went onto the central concourse, where he paused t…
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