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"
Trepp
?
"
"
Good
guess
.
You
going
to
let
me
sit
down
?
"
I
waved
the
Philips
gun
at
the
seat
opposite
,
where
Sullivan
was
cupping
both
hands
to
his
eye
.
"
If
you
can
persuade
your
associate
here
to
move
over
.
Just
keep
your
hands
above
the
table
.
"
The
woman
smiled
and
inclined
her
head
.
She
glanced
at
Sullivan
,
who
was
already
squeezing
up
to
the
wall
to
make
space
for
her
,
and
then
,
keeping
her
hands
poised
at
her
sides
,
she
swung
herself
elegantly
in
beside
him
.
The
economy
of
motion
was
so
tight
that
her
pendant
earring
barely
shifted
.
Once
seated
,
she
pressed
both
hands
palm
down
on
the
table
in
front
of
her
.
"
That
make
you
feel
safer
?
"
"
It
’
ll
do
,
"
I
said
,
noticing
that
the
black
glass
rings
,
like
the
earring
,
were
a
body
joke
.
Each
ring
showed
,
X
-
ray
like
,
a
ghostly
blue
section
of
the
bones
in
the
fingers
beneath
.
Trepp
’
s
style
,
at
least
,
I
could
get
to
like
.
"
I
didn
’
t
tell
him
anything
,
"
Sullivan
blurted
.
"
You
didn
’
t
know
anything
worth
a
jack
,
"
said
Trepp
disinterestedly
.
She
hadn
’
t
even
turned
to
look
at
him
.
"
Lucky
for
you
I
turned
up
,
I
’
d
say
.
Mr
.
Kovacs
doesn
’
t
look
like
someone
ready
to
take
‘
don
’
t
know
’
for
an
answer
.
Am
I
right
?
"
"
What
do
you
want
,
Trepp
?
"
