Chapter 43
Saturday 30th November - The Dagger Club When we arrive at the Dagger Club there is a queue already forming outside and it's only nine o'clock. We look at each other and screw up our noses.
"See if Madeline has rung back yet," Rolo says looking desperate. I look at my phone but have no missed calls or messages. "Nope, 'fraid not." Rolo sighs as he checks out the trendy people at the front of the line. "I don't think we're going to get in without a ticket." "I know," I say, "instead of wasting time in the queue, go and ask the d...
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