Коллекционер
Chapter 1
Iwantdaylightandsomefreshair."
Justlikethat,Isaid.
"Justlikethat."
Asfromthisevening,Isuppose,Isaid.
"Verysoon."
IsupposeIgetacarpenterin,andthedecoratorsandall.
Shesighedthen,shebegantogetthemessage.
"Don’tbelikethis.Pleasedon’tbelikethis."Shegavemeafunnylook."Allthissarcasm.Ididn’tmeantohurtyou."
Itwasnogood,shehadkilledalltheromance,shehadmadeherselflikeanyotherwoman,Ididn’trespectheranymore,therewasnothinglefttorespect.Iknewherlark,nosoonershewasupoutoftheroomshewasasgoodasgone.
Still,whatIthoughtwasIdidn’twanttheno-eatingbusinessagain,soitwasbesttoplayfortime.
Howsoon,Isaid.
"Youcouldkeepmeinoneofthebedrooms.Itcouldbeallbarredandboardedup.Icouldsleepthere.Thenperhapsyou’dtiemeupandgagmeandletmesitsometimesnearanopenwindow.That’sallIask."
That’sall,Isaid.Whatarepeoplegoingtothinkwithboarded-upwindowsallovertheplace?
"I’dratherstarvetodeaththanstaydownhere.Keepmeinchainsupstairs.Anything.Butletmehavesomefreshairanddaylight."
I’llthinkaboutit,Isaid.
"No.Now."
You’reforgettingwho’stheboss.
"Now."
Ican’tsaynow.Itneedsthinking.
"Verywell.Tomorrowmorning.EitheryoutellmeIcancomeuporIdon’ttouchanyfood.Andthatwillbemur-der."Reallyfierceandnastyshelooked.Ijustturnedandwent.
Ithoughtitalloutthatnight.
