“I thought you wanted to have a talk to me,” she said. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. She wanted to know. She seemed to think he was merely the paymaster, handing over the means of her freedom. I certainly didn’t mean to kiss you. He had something across his knees. The affair was thick with sinister suggestions.
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