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I
tossed
the
disc
onto
the
table
.
"
I
had
the
Hendrix
go
in
and
erase
the
injection
footage
from
PsychaSec
’
s
files
.
Like
I
said
,
they
’
ll
probably
assume
your
husband
was
dosed
aboard
Head
in
the
Clouds
.
The
expedient
solution
.
Oh
,
and
we
erased
the
Hendrix
’
s
memory
of
your
visit
to
my
room
too
,
just
in
case
someone
wanted
to
make
something
of
what
you
said
about
buying
me
off
.
One
way
and
another
,
I
’
d
say
you
owe
the
Hendrix
a
couple
of
big
favours
.
It
said
a
few
guests
every
now
and
then
would
do
.
Shouldn
’
t
cost
much
,
relatively
speaking
.
I
sort
of
promised
on
your
behalf
.
"
I
didn
’
t
tell
her
about
Ortega
’
s
sight
of
the
bedroom
scene
,
or
how
long
it
had
taken
to
talk
the
policewoman
round
.
I
still
wasn
’
t
sure
why
she
’
d
agreed
myself
.
Instead
I
watched
the
wonder
on
Miriam
Bancroft
’
s
face
for
the
full
half
minute
it
took
her
to
reach
out
and
close
her
hand
around
the
disc
.
She
looked
up
at
me
over
her
clenched
fingers
as
she
took
it
.
"
Why
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
"
I
said
morosely
.
"
Who
knows
,
maybe
you
and
Laurens
deserve
each
other
.
Maybe
you
deserve
to
go
on
loving
a
faithless
sexual
maladjust
who
can
’
t
deal
with
respect
and
appetite
in
the
same
relationship
.
Maybe
he
deserves
to
go
on
not
knowing
whether
he
murdered
Rentang
unprovoked
or
not
.
Maybe
you
’
re
just
like
Reileen
,
both
of
you
.
Maybe
all
you
Meths
deserve
is
each
other
.
All
I
know
is
,
the
rest
of
us
don
’
t
deserve
you
.
"
I
got
up
to
go
.
"
Thanks
for
the
drink
.
"
I
got
as
far
as
the
door
—
"
"
Takeshi
.
"
