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"
She
didn
’
t
die
,
mister
.
Someone
killed
her
.
Someone
took
a
razor
and
cut
her
up
.
"
"
Trial
transcript
says
it
was
a
client
.
Not
Bancroft
.
"
"
How
would
they
know
?
"
he
said
dully
.
"
They
name
a
body
,
who
knows
who
’
s
inside
it
.
Who
’
s
paying
for
it
all
"
"
They
find
him
yet
?
"
"
Biocabin
whore
’
s
killer
?
What
do
you
think
?
It
ain
’
t
exactly
like
she
worked
for
the
Houses
,
right
?
"
"
That
’
s
not
what
I
meant
,
Elliott
.
You
say
she
turned
Bancroft
in
Jerry
’
s
,
I
’
ll
believe
you
.
But
you
’
ve
got
to
admit
it
doesn
’
t
sound
like
Bancroft
’
s
style
.
I
’
ve
met
the
man
,
and
slumming
?
"
I
shook
my
head
.
"
He
doesn
’
t
read
that
way
to
me
.
"
Elliott
turned
away
.
"
Flesh
,
"
he
said
.
"
What
you
going
to
read
in
a
Meth
’
s
flesh
?
"
It
was
nearly
full
dark
.
Out
across
the
water
on
the
sloping
deck
of
the
warship
,
the
performance
had
started
.
We
both
stared
at
the
lights
for
a
while
,
heard
the
bright
snatches
of
music
,
like
transmissions
from
a
world
that
we
were
forever
locked
out
of
.
