If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. She cleaned everything, wiped every surface, mopped and scrubbed every last drop of blood. "There is nobody else. Why don’t I just go and get the key from Pottiswick?’ Alderley flicked a glance back at him over his shoulder. "To shoot you would be to lose the reward.
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