Babyface

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Dedication

For my mother, Peggy Perry

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I was too bedraggled from my voyage under HHJ Norman’s skin to argue. Danny Richards leaned back in his chair and, from his trouser pocket, drew out the packet of cigarettes I had given him. He kept humming as he took out a cigarette and lit it.

Unusually the jailer appeared at the door. He didn’t even look at me. ‘You’ve got a visitor,’ he said to Danny.

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