The room behind was another small antechamber, presumably linking the back rooms. There were shadows under his eyes. He reached for her and she stroked his head soothingly as his mother had done a few times when he had suffered bad fevers. Of what was she thinking? She must rescue herself. The doors were closed and barricaded, and the mob threatened to burst them open if Jack was not delivered to them. She could smell him almost as strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester smell of his wet umbrella.
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