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been unlikely to spot the headlights of the little VW Polo that followed him some distance back, staying several cars behind. The Seekers were playing on the radio, ‘I’ll Never Find Another You’. Oh yes I will. You, man, are history. But all the same, he fretted. Kofi could give the whole game away if he was caught, and talked. Hopefully, like himself, he’d been smart enough to get away. Thirty minutes later, back in Brighton, he turned off the busy Dyke Road Avenue thoroughfare and down a short distance to leafy, secluded Withdean Road. He drove past the entrances to several
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