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Thetwoofthemstoppedinfrontofit,andthemarquiseyedit,allboardsandnailsandposters,andheappearedunimpressed;butthen,unimpressedwashisdefaultstate.
"Sothisistheentrance?"hesaid.
Shenodded."Oneofthem."
Hefoldedhisarms."Well?Say‘Opensesame,’orwhateveritisthatyoudo."
"Idon’twanttodothis,"shesaid."I’mreallynotsurethatwe’redoingtherightthing."
"Verywell,"heunfoldedhisarms."I’llbeseeingyou,then."Heturnedonhisheelandbegantowalkbackthewaythattheyhadcome.Doorseizedhisarm."You’dabandonme?"sheasked."Justlikethat?"
Hegrinned,withouthumor."Certainly.I’maverybusyman.Thingstosee.Peopletodo."
"Look,holdon."Sheletgoofhissleeve,bitherlowerlip."ThelasttimeIwashere..."shetrailedoff.
"Thelasttimeyouwerehere,youfoundyourfamilydead.Well,thereyouare.Youdon’thavetoexplainitanymore.Ifwearen’tgoingin,thenourbusinessrelationshipisatanend."
Shelookedupathim,herelfinfacepaleinthepre-dawnlight."Andthat’sall?"
"Icouldwishyouthebestofluckinyourcareer,butI’mafraidIratherdoubtyou’lllivelongenoughtohaveone."
