But it was the other bodyguard that was the most feared and famous one in London. Doreen Trout was Bruce's sister, but she couldn't have been more different. She was small and mousy with a bun of grey hair and weak blue eyes behind round spectacles. Doreen wore lumpy tweed skirts and thick stockings - and more than anything, she loved to knit. She knitted all day long: purple cardigans and pink bootees and heather mixture ankle socks... Clackety-click, clackety-clack, went Doreen's needles from morning to night - and they were sharp, those needles. Incredibly sharp.

There are certain places in the human body which are not covered by bones and someone who knows exactly where these soft places are does not need to bother with a gun. A really sharp needle is much less messy and scarcely leaves a mark.

Bruce was costing Mrs Trottle a hundred pounds a day, but for Soft Parts Doreen, as they called her, she had to pay double that.
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