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It starts raining in thin, steady sheets as River steps down from the train. The email had not been overflowing with information: pack for all weathers, no mobile phones, date and time of departure, board Paddington, change Newport, final stop Ludlow, wait. It had also told him not to be followed. River endures assault courses, psychological torment and bad food at MI5 residential training, with only James 'Spider' Webb to cheer him up. He's fucked.
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