“How would you know? You don’t even want to ask about anything.”“I know that you’re here with me now. That’s enough for the time being.”“And later? Say you manage to get Daniel before he gets you. Say we get to Paris. Say we somehow manage to scrape enough money together to survive. You’ll still be wondering who she is, this woman who could be her own stepson’s lover. Because who could ever really trust someone like that?
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“Are you scared of what I might say, is that it? Are you scared I’ll tell you I’m not the person you’re hoping I might be?”
I fished out a cigarette, but couldn’t find a lighter. “Listen. I’m someone who has chosen to earn their daily bread killing other people. I’m inclined to give people a bit of leeway when it comes to their actions and decisions.”