“The bombing, Prime
Minister,” Brendan Bracken said wearily, running his hand through his red hair. “Another night of disaster. The Palace of Westminster, the Tower, a mine
destroyed the Langham for heaven’s sake,
Broadcasting House, Queen’s Hall, Druce’s, the East End as usual,
Teeside, the South Coast. The Rollmop’s airborne minions were insatiable. Our
defences are stretched to the limit."
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