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dawnebeth.livejournal.comAn Agent’s Christmas in London
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Dawnwind
The bald headed man shoved Doyle hard, sending him reeling into the corner of the dimly lit room. With his hands bound behind him, Doyle had nothing to break his fall. He landed heavily on his knees, smacking his forehead on the concrete wall. Hurt like a son of a bitch, and he bit back a curse. ( Read more... )
By
Dawnwind
The bald headed man shoved Doyle hard, sending him reeling into the corner of the dimly lit room. With his hands bound behind him, Doyle had nothing to break his fall. He landed heavily on his knees, smacking his forehead on the concrete wall. Hurt like a son of a bitch, and he bit back a curse. ( Read more... )
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