Anna, do you not see that the Countess is sitting alone?” She rose, and flashed a quick smile upon Ennison behind her husband’s back. "If I were your father, young gentleman," returned Jackson, enraged at the interruption, "I'd teach you not to speak till you were spoken to. It is we who have become the parasites and toys. She went about the gory business of disposing of the bodies, cutting them up with a large butcher knife and packing the light dry pieces of their bloodless remains in a double ply garbage bag, pieces that looked like overcooked, ruined meat. I understand. Of course, one doesn’t like to talk about things until there are things to talk about. The door crashed back against the wall inside and both men hurtled into the room, weapons at the ready—and stopped dead.
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