Her whole face stiffened with suppressed anger. In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. The only mercy you can show me is to kill me.
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