Sowerbutt's Visitors

Sowerbutt froze and held his hand up. Voices could be heard, some men walking along the main road. The two men pulled revolvers out of their shoulder holsters and rolled along the bank. Sowerbutt pointed to a gap in the base of the thick hawthorn hedge. They counted six men turning out of Mill Road onto the A11. 
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