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Valjean felt Javert’s fingers squirming into his grip as if to loosen his hold.

“J-Javert,” Valjean’s face fell “No! Don’t!”

Javert looked up into the eyes of the man he spent so long pursuing, gripping his hand tight, and then in one swift jerk of a movement he was free falling into the watery abyss that was the Seine.

“Javert!” Valjean cried out, reaching as far down as his limbs would allow without he , himself toppling into the water. Valjean stood in shock and horror as he watched the lifeless body of the stoic inspector wash down the river.

Valjean felt something wrapped around his hand, and upon further inspection, realized what the inspector had reached up for to begin with. It was the rosary that ‘Monsieur le maire’ had given to Javert all those years ago in Montreuil-sur-mer.

The tears that had already pricked at Valjean’s eyes spilled over and ran down his cheek shamelessly.

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Valjean felt Javert’s fingers squirming into his grip as if to loosen his hold.

“J-Javert,” Valjean’s face fell “No! Don’t!”

Javert looked up into the eyes of the man he spent so long pursuing, gripping his hand tight, and then in one swift jerk of a movement he was free falling into the watery abyss that was the Seine.

“Javert!” Valjean cried out, reaching as far down as his limbs would allow without he , himself toppling into the water. Valjean stood in shock and horror as he watched the lifeless body of the stoic inspector wash down the river.

Valjean felt something wrapped around his hand, and upon further inspection, realized what the inspector had reached up for to begin with. It was the rosary that ‘Monsieur le maire’ had given to Javert all those years ago in Montreuil-sur-mer.

The tears that had already pricked at Valjean’s eyes spilled over and ran down his cheek shamelessly.