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... t thing Philip registered was the sound. A series of sharp, insistent knocks on his bedroom door, a sound as aggressive as a blacksmith’s hammer inside his head and unwelcome as a bucket of cold water. The second thing was the light. A brilliant, unforgiving spear of sunlight had pierced through a gap in the heavy velvet curtains, striking his face with brutal intensity.
He groaned, a low, guttural sound of protest, and rolled over, burying his face in the soft pillows. His head was poun ...
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