Chapter 5
An Only Child
By the time Thomas had turned to follow my gaze, the street lamp opposite was lighting nothing but an empty pavement and a bicycle padlocked to the railing.
“What?” he said.
“Nothing. A cat.”
“There are no cats in Bruges in December. They're all in Málaga.”
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