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[Feb. 11th, 2010|02:28 am] |
?I told you, forget itI owe you more than I can ever repayTranquility?s yours as long as you
want to stayJacques turned from the railing, his eyes lingering on the fishing boat below, and
sat down opposite Prefontaine?I worry about the people down there, in the boats and on the beach
I used to have three or four boats bringing in the freshest fishNow I?ve only got one coming in for
us and what?s left of the staff all of whom are on half salary
?Then you need my money
?Come on, Judge, what money? I don?t want to appear intrusive, but Washington gave me a
pretty complete rundown on youYou?ve been living off the streets for years
?Ah, yes, Washington,? pronounced Prefontaine, raising his glass to the orange-and-azure sky
?As usual, it is twelve steps behind the crime?twenty steps where its own criminality is
concerned
?What are you talking about??
?Randolph Gates, that?s what I?m talking about?who I?m talking about
?That bastard |
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