Wild had escaped. ‘Precisely. Were I not Jonathan Wild, I'd be Jack Sheppard. To—to find myself. Our mutual safety requires it. ‘We may have to,’ Gerald answered thoughtfully, staring at the window to one side. When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. He was human.
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