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“
Do
you
always
impress
women
this
way
?
‘
Come
and
fly
in
my
helicopter
’
?
”
I
ask
,
genuinely
interested
.
“
I
’
ve
never
brought
a
girl
up
here
,
Anastasia
.
It
’
s
another
first
for
me
.
”
His
voice
is
quiet
,
serious
.
Oh
,
that
was
an
unexpected
answer
.
Another
first
?
Oh
,
the
sleeping
thing
,
perhaps
?
“
Are
you
impressed
?
”
“
I
’
m
awed
,
Christian
.
”
He
smiles
.
“
Awed
?
”
And
for
a
brief
moment
,
he
’
s
his
age
again
.
I
nod
.
“
You
’
re
just
so
…
competent
.
”
“
Why
,
thank
you
,
Miss
Steele
,
”
he
says
politely
.
I
think
he
’
s
pleased
,
but
I
’
m
not
sure
.
We
ride
in
the
dark
night
in
silence
for
a
while
.
The
bright
spot
that
is
Seattle
is
slowly
getting
bigger
.
