Since the attack on Margaret and Nero, and his subsequent death, my sleep has often been disrupted with rehearsals of meeting the man whom I hold responsible. These dreams often feature imaginative, inventive acts of violence that I commit cooly upon this person, in the manner of a shorter, tubbier Jack Reacher.
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