John Shalesmoor let it slip across our table, mid-pint, that Boggy Lomas had given him a job: "He said I needed to kill Pip 'ere." "I ain't gonna, Pip," stuttered John. "You is a friend of mine. He ain't brainwashed me or nowt, he ain't!" "Maybe he ain't brainwashed tha, but it took a dose of crust for tha to remember," said Van. "Is it though, John? Are you sure he ain't planted someat deep within thee, some sort of hidden routine that can later be triggered?"
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