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He proved it by saying, “Hold your horses. It could be that is exactly what he wants us to think. ” The man motioned at the construction site. ” said the first man. “Then he gets away, and Mr. ” “I have an idea,” the second man said. “I’ll go on ahead while the two of you look around. If you find him, give a holler. ” The two who were staying separated and entered the lot from different directions. One drew a shortbarreled pistol from under his jacket. The other produced a dagger. Judging by how they carried themselves, and how silently they moved, they had a lot of experience at this sort of thing.
He was still rubbing when Clay reared and raised the club. ” His blow was precise and powerful. No outcries had split the night. No lamps had been lit in adjacent homes. Clay bore left at the street. He held onto the club until he had gone far enough to feel it was no longer needed. The claybank was dozing when Clay arrived at his apartment. Slipping inside, he inserted his key. His room was as dark as the bottom of a well. Fumbling with the lamp, he got it lit and adjusted the wick. ” Startled, Clay spun.
I might as well go. ” “Yes. Go. Go and never impose on me again. Whatever we had, whatever friendship we shared, is over. ” “Sure it is,” Melanie said. “You walk out that door and never look back. In a few weeks or a few months you will find someone else. A woman willing to be ground under your boot heels. A woman who doesn’t think for herself. ” “That was uncalled for,” Barker said. ” Avoiding her gaze, Harve Barker rose. “Very well. When you are in one of your moods talking is pointless. I’ll leave if that is what you want.