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'
What
’
s
that
smell
?
’
he
asked
Molly
,
wrinkling
his
nose
.
'
The
grass
.
Smells
that
way
after
they
cut
it
.
’
Armitage
and
Riviera
arrived
as
they
were
finishing
their
coffee
,
Armitage
in
tailored
khakis
that
made
him
look
as
though
his
regimental
patches
had
just
been
stripped
,
Riviera
in
a
loose
gray
seersucker
outfit
that
perversely
suggested
prison
.
'
Molly
,
love
,
’
Riviera
said
,
almost
before
he
was
settled
on
his
chair
,
'
you
’
ll
have
to
dole
me
out
more
of
the
medicine
.
I
’
m
out
.
’
'
Peter
,
’
she
said
,
'
and
what
if
I
won
’
t
?
’
She
smiled
without
showing
her
teeth
.
'
You
will
,
’
Riviera
said
,
his
eyes
cutting
to
Armitage
and
back
.
'
Give
it
to
him
,
’
Armitage
said
.
'
Pig
for
it
,
aren
’
t
you
?
’
She
took
a
flat
,
foil
-
wrapped
packet
from
an
inside
pocket
and
flipped
it
across
the
table
.
Riviera
caught
it
in
midair
.
'
He
could
off
himself
,
’
she
said
to
Armitage
.
'
I
have
an
audition
this
afternoon
,
’
Riviera
said
.
'
I
’
ll
need
to
be
at
my
best
.
’
He
cupped
the
foil
packet
in
his
upturned
palm
and
smiled
.
Small
glittering
insects
swarmed
out
of
it
,
vanished
.
He
dropped
it
into
the
pocket
of
his
seersucker
blouse
.
