What time?”“Both you and your wife, Mr. Finch. I won’t talk unless you’re both there.”“Okay, goddamn it. What time?”“It’s almost one...o’clock now. How about one-thirty?”“One-thirty. I’ll see you then. You better not be wasting my time.”“I don’t think you need to worry about that.”Jake hung up and looked over at Leanne who had had her ear to the telephone, listening in.“Well done, Jake. You played him like a piano.”“Thanks. I always feel like I’m working in the dark when I talk to someone over. Visibly shaking, she looked at Nesho, tears blurring her vision, and whispered, "Why? Why are you doing this to me?"Nesho stood up slowly and crossed the room. Standing very close to the trembling girl she brought her hands up and cupped Shasta's face, using her thumbs to wipe away the tears running down her cheeks. Nesho smiled, but it wasn't a smile of triumph, it was the sad smile of the mother who has to wash the cut on her child's knee, knowing it would hurt, but also knowing it had to be. More

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