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“You can like people and still betray them, if it was for a cause you believed in passionately enough. You have to betray other people rather than betray yourself--if that's what it comes to.”

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Anne Perry
Anne Perry

Anne Perry, born on October 28, 1938, is a renowned British author known for her crime novels. Her works, particularly historical crime novels set in the Victorian era, have gained great popularity among readers. Perry has won numerous awards for her crime novels, including the Golden Dagger Award and the Edward Christie Award. Her novels are praised for their tight plots and detailed historical settings, making her a pioneer in the genre of Victorian-era crime fiction. more

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