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I
put
every
ounce
of
Envoy
persuasiveness
into
stance
and
tone
.
"
Well
,
maybe
you
could
ask
for
me
…
"
The
hunted
look
deepened
,
but
her
voice
firmed
up
.
"
Sure
.
I
’
ll
ask
around
.
But
not
.
Not
now
.
You
’
ve
got
to
go
.
Come
back
tomorrow
the
same
time
.
Same
cabin
.
I
’
ll
stay
free
for
this
time
.
Say
you
made
an
appointment
.
"
I
took
her
hand
in
both
of
mine
.
"
Thank
you
,
Anenome
.
"
"
My
name
’
s
not
Anenome
,
"
she
said
abruptly
.
"
I
’
m
called
Louise
.
Call
me
Louise
.
"
"
Thank
you
,
Louise
.
"
I
held
on
to
her
hand
.
"
Thank
you
for
doing
this
—
"
"
Look
,
I
’
m
not
promising
anything
,
"
she
said
with
an
attempt
at
roughness
.
"
Like
I
said
,
I
’
ll
ask
.
That
’
s
all
.
Now
,
you
go
.
Please
.
"
She
showed
me
how
to
cancel
the
remainder
of
my
payment
on
the
credit
console
,
and
the
door
hinged
immediately
open
.
No
change
.
I
didn
’
t
say
anything
else
.
I
didn
’
t
try
to
touch
her
again
.
I
walked
out
through
the
open
door
and
left
her
standing
there
with
her
arms
wrapped
around
her
chest
and
her
head
down
,
staring
at
the
satin
-
padded
floor
of
the
cabin
as
if
she
was
seeing
it
for
the
first
time
.
Lit
in
red
.
Outside
,
the
street
was
unchanged
.
The
two
dealers
were
still
there
,
deep
in
negotiations
with
a
huge
Mongol
who
was
leaning
on
the
hood
of
the
car
,
looking
at
something
between
his
hands
.
The
octopus
arched
its
arms
to
let
me
pass
and
I
stepped
into
the
drizzle
.
The
Mongol
looked
up
as
I
passed
and
a
flinch
of
recognition
passed
over
his
face
.
