It was snowing when they met for the first time. They sat on a bench and passed a file folder as the wind picked up. "Call me Parson," said the thin, dour man. "Sorry for the cloak and dagger." 'The cloak's alright,' thought Nellie shivering. 'It's the dagger I'm worried about.'
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