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"
Oh
,
please
.
"
She
said
nothing
.
I
leaned
forward
across
the
desk
.
"
And
don
’
t
tell
me
those
seventeen
bodies
are
what
you
’
re
on
fire
about
,
either
.
"
I
gestured
at
my
own
face
.
"
This
is
your
problem
.
You
don
’
t
like
the
idea
of
someone
carving
this
up
.
"
She
sat
silent
for
a
moment
,
thinking
,
then
reached
into
a
drawer
of
the
desk
and
took
out
a
packet
of
cigarettes
.
She
offered
them
to
me
automatically
and
I
shook
my
head
with
clenched
determination
.
"
I
quit
.
"
"
Did
you
?
"
There
was
genuine
surprise
in
her
voice
,
as
she
fed
herself
a
cigarette
and
lit
it
.
"
Good
for
you
.
I
’
m
impressed
.
"
"
Yeah
,
Ryker
should
be
pleased
too
,
when
he
gets
off
stack
.
"
She
paused
behind
the
veil
of
smoke
,
then
dropped
the
packet
back
into
the
drawer
and
palm
-
heeled
it
shut
.
"
What
do
you
want
?
"
she
asked
flatly
.
