Keeping the gun trained on his skull, I took a step back and turned him around.
He looked surprised not with fear, but rather with recognition. "Have we met some place before?" He said in perfect Queen's English.
"Only in my nightmares," I replied, cocking the gun. He looked unafraid of death; but a little worried that he might die before he'd placed my face.
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