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And it would be safety. Because in a matter of minutes, Heracles would be history, and James would be a legend.

He’d had a good run. Or at least, he’d had a run. Enough women had died because they’d fallen in love with him. It was his turn.

He said his good-byes to Madeleine and Mathilde – his daughter, to whom he’d just barely said hello. He couldn’t say good-bye to Q. It was too painful. So he didn’t.

He turned off his earwig one last time, and braced himself, eyes closed, ready for the end. After so many years of running, he finally stood still.