Waddell exited the car. The rain was coming down from a grey sky in big, fat, angry drops. A droplet of ice-cold water trickled its way down the back of his neck and he shivered. If it wasn't Baltic enough, a gust of wind that would have unfurled yer knitting almost knocked him on his backside.
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