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"
You
’
ll
give
your
word
on
it
,
sir
?
"
Grady
persisted
.
"
My
word
,
my
promise
,
my
sacred
vow
,
whatever
in
hell
you
want
.
If
you
-
"
There
was
a
flat
snap
as
the
bolt
was
drawn
back
.
The
door
shivered
open
a
quarter
of
an
inch
.
Jack
’
s
words
and
breath
halted
.
For
a
moment
he
felt
that
death
itself
was
outside
that
door
.
The
feeling
passed
.
He
whispered
:
"
Thank
you
,
Grady
.
I
swear
you
won
’
t
regret
it
.
I
swear
you
won
’
t
.
"
There
was
no
answer
.
He
became
aware
that
all
sounds
had
stopped
except
for
the
cold
swooping
of
the
wind
outside
.
He
pushed
the
pantry
door
open
;
the
hinges
squealed
faintly
.
The
kitchen
was
empty
.
Grady
was
gone
.
Everything
was
still
and
frozen
beneath
the
cold
white
glare
of
the
fluorescent
bars
His
eyes
caught
on
the
large
chopping
block
where
the
three
of
them
had
eaten
their
meals
.
Standing
on
top
of
it
was
a
martini
glass
,
a
fifth
of
gin
,
and
a
plastic
dish
filled
with
olives
.
