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Chapter 4

           Jillacceptedthecall,soundwithoutvision,whileshecontinuedtodress.

           "IsthisFlorenceNightingale?"abaritonevoiceasked.

           "Speaking.Thatyou,Ben?"

           "Thestalwartupholderofthefreedomofthepressinperson.Littleone,areyoubusy?"

           "Whatdoyouhaveinmind?"

           "Ihaveinmindtakingyouout,buyingyouabloodysteak,plyingyouwithliquor,andaskingyouaquestion."

           "Theanswerisstill’No.

           "Notthatquestion.Anotherone."

           "Oh,doyouknowanotherone?Ifso,tellme."

           "Later.Iwantyousoftenedupbyfoodandliquorfirst."

           "Realsteak?Notsyntho?"

           "Guaranteed.Whenyoustickaforkintoit,itwillturnimploringeyesonyou."

           "Youmustbeonanexpenseaccount,Ben."

           "That’sirrelevantandignoble.Howaboutit?"

           "You’vetalkedmeintoit."

           "Theroofofthemedicalcenter.Tenminutes."

           Sheputthestreetsuitshehadchangedintobackintoherlockerandputonadinnerdresskeptthereforemergencies.Itwasademurelittlenumber,barelytranslucentandwithbustleandbustpadssosubduedthattheymerelyre-createdtheeffectshewouldhaveproducedhadshebeenwearingnothing.Thedresshadcostheramonth’spayanddidnotlookit,itssubtlepowerbeingconcealedlikeknock-outdropsinadrink.Jilllookedatherselfwithsatisfactionandtookthebouncetubeuptotheroof.

           ThereshepulledhercapearoundheragainstthewindandwaslookingforBenCaxtonwhentherooforderlytouchedherarm."Thereisacarovertherepagingyou,MissBoardman-thatTalbotsaloon."

           "Thanks,Jack."

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