He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. What I said about your brat was all stuff. I almost wish we hadn't come. CHAPTER XIII. The gun flew from his hand, clacking on the floor.
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