By seven o'clock that evening, the autumn rain was falling in cold, steady sheets across the historic streets of central London. In the trendy, crowded alleys of Soho, neon theater signs and vintage pub lanterns reflected like liquid amber across the slick, glistening cobblestones. Music fans, theatergoers, and double-decker red buses crowded Dean Street, filling the damp air with the hum of the metropolis. Inside an unmarked three-story Georgian townhouse…
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