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Revenge My train stopped, I stood up exited my carriage and briskly paced across the inside of Southend Victoria Station. The sky was almost dark: the time being about 7 o’clock. It was raining heavily
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Revenge My train stopped, I stood up exited my carriage and briskly paced across the inside of Southend Victoria Station. The sky was almost dark: the time being about 7 o'clock. It was raining heavily, but that didn't matter; I was so close to Banks now I could almost hear him breathing. I delved into my pocket, my hand clasping and unclasping around the pistol concealed in my pocket. In a matter of minutes this would become the most important thing in the world to me. I took the stairs over the busy road below, descending into High street via a ramp. I knew where Banks lived, on the sea front. This man had been the bane of my life for 12 years. After he put me inside I swore I'd get my revenge, but now I knew how. I traversed the length of the high street, taking in my surroundings. This...
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