The Breach of Promise Affair - Ch. 15: Epilogue

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We’ve reached the final chapter. Than you to those who have followed along. :)

Late Summer 1966

“Bah,” Illya pronounced in disgust. He ripped the page from the typewriter, then crushed it into a ball and hurled it into the waste bin.

Napoleon looked at the mound of discarded papers. “Get up on the wrong side of your bed this morning?” he asked. “Or maybe someone else’s?”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Just that you and that typewriter have gone ten rounds, and so far the typewriter is winning.”

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