Bishop
- “…….and that’s how I came up with the plot for Yellow Eyes!”
- Polite laughter echoed around the small room. James Bishop ran his fingers through his hair then sipped a little more water, the almost-melted ice stinging his lips. By his side the mousy leader of this book group started to bring the event to a close. James had already forgotten her name.
- “We’ve time for just one more question…. Janet. Yours, please.”
- “Do you believe in evil, Dr Bishop?”
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