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She
stared
at
him
,
unable
to
speak
now
.
He
was
going
to
kill
her
,
and
then
he
was
going
to
kill
Danny
.
Then
maybe
the
hotel
would
be
satisfied
and
allow
him
to
kill
himself
.
Just
like
that
other
caretaker
.
Just
like
(
Grady
.
)
With
almost
swooning
horror
,
she
realized
at
last
who
it
was
that
Jack
had
been
conversing
with
in
the
ballroom
.
"
You
turned
my
son
against
me
.
That
was
the
worst
.
"
His
face
sagged
into
lines
of
selfpity
.
"
My
little
boy
.
Now
he
hates
me
,
too
.
You
saw
to
that
.
That
was
your
plan
all
along
,
wasn
’
t
it
?
You
’
ve
always
been
jealous
,
haven
’
t
you
?
Just
like
your
mother
.
You
couldn
’
t
be
satisfied
unless
you
had
all
the
cake
,
could
you
?
Could
you
?
"
She
couldn
’
t
talk
.
"
Well
,
I
’
ll
fix
you
,
"
he
said
,
and
tried
to
put
his
hands
around
her
throat
.
She
took
a
step
backward
,
then
another
,
and
he
stumbled
against
her
.
She
remembered
the
knife
in
the
pocket
of
her
robe
and
groped
for
it
,
but
now
his
left
arm
had
swept
around
her
,
pinning
her
arm
against
her
side
.
She
could
smell
sharp
gin
and
the
sour
odor
of
his
sweat
.
"
Have
to
be
punished
,
"
he
was
grunting
.
"
Chastised
.
Chastised
…
harshly
.
"
His
right
hand
found
her
throat
.
As
her
breath
stopped
,
pure
panic
took
over
.
His
left
hand
joined
his
right
and
now
the
knife
was
free
to
her
own
hand
,
but
she
forgot
about
it
.
Both
of
her
hands
came
up
and
began
to
yank
helplessly
at
his
larger
,
stronger
ones
.
