“Ambassador Holliwell died here today. The end came suddenly as the ambassador was alone in his study....” There’s something ungodly about these night wire jobs. You sit up here on the top floor of a skyscraper and listen in to the whispers of a civilization. New York, London, Calcutta, Bombay, Singapore--they’re your next-door neighbors after the street lights go dim and the world has gone to sleep.…
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