’ ‘Yes, I’m sorry about that,’ Gerald uttered in a rueful tone. Be a sport, and pile it all on me!" He went to bed. Of you, I mean. She used his own gun against him, a method that was occasionally cleaner than slitting throats when she got it right. “Just forget it, Lucy! Keep your secrets to yourself!” He stomped out, slamming the heavily paneled oak door. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling.
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