Crime Thriller

Sitting on the train from Liverpool Street to Norwich for the last time before I move to France next Monday, I sip my expensive Costa hot chocolate and nibble at an almond croissant. I look out of the window and there is that poster again, the one I’ve been seeing all weekend. A Beautiful blond girl in white is staring at me confidently defiant, the rest of her band, dressed in black, lurk behind with equally defiant looks. It’s classic album art. I raise myself out of my seat to look for the name of the band, maybe I’ll download a vidoe of this beautiful girl dancing, like I did with Alizee. But wait! What’s this? …
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