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ChasingTigers
Freddie stepped into the office. Holte sat behind his desk and gestured for him to sit at the chair in front of it. Not a word was said. Freddie sat like a nervous schoolboy in front of his Headmaster, expecting six of the best; in fact he sensed a proper caning coming his way. Holte poured out two glasses of whisky from the decanter on his desk. He slid one glass across the desk towards Freddie, his silence now sending his errant captiveâ