jack higgins by prayer for the dying

Author:prayer for the dying
Language: eng
Format: epub

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He slipped his hands under her skirt, fondling the warm flesh at the top of the stockings. "That's a good girl. He'll like that. They always do." He stared up at her, that strange, dreamy look in his eyes again.

"You muck this up for me, you'll be in trouble. I mean, I'd have to punish you and you wouldn't like that, would you?"

Her heart thudded painfully, Please, Billy! Please!"

"Then do it right. I want to see what makes this guy tick."

He pushed her away, got up and moved to a small pic-ture on the wall. He removed it carefully. There was a tiny peephole underneath, skillfully placed and he peered through.

After a few moments, he turned and nodded "Just taken his shirt off. Now you get in there and remember

- I'll be watch-ing."

His mouth was slack, his hands trembling a little and she turned, choiring back her disgust, opened the door and slipped outside.

Fallon was standing at the washbasin, stripped to the waist, lather on his face, when she knocked on the door and went in. He turned to greet her, a bone-handled cut-throat razor in one hand.

She leaned against the door. "Sorry about the razor. It was all I could find."

"That's all right." He smiled. "My father had one of these. Wouldn't use anything else till the day he died."

A line of ugly, puckered scars cut across his abdomen down into the left hip. Her eyes widened. "What happened?"

He glanced down. "Oh, that - a machine-gun burst. One of those times I should have moved faster than I did."

"Were you in the army?"

In a manner of speaking."

He turned back to the mirror to finish shaving. She moved across and stood beside him. He smiled sideways, crookedly, stretching his mouth for the razor.

"You look nice enough to eat. Going somewhere?" " There was that warmth again, that pricking behind her eyes and she suddenly realised, with a sense of wonder, just how much she had come to like this strange, small man, and in the same moment remembered Billy watching her every move on the other side of that damned wall.

She smiled archly and ran a finger down his bare arm. "I thought I might stay in tonight. What about you?"

Fallon's eyes flickered towards her once, something dose to amusement in them. "Girl dear, you don't know what you'd be getting into. And me twice your age."

I've got a bottle of Irish whiskey in."

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"God save us and isn't that enough to tempt the Devil himself?"

He continued Ids shaving and she moved across to the bed and sat down. It wasn't going right - it wasn't going right at all and at the thought of Billy's anger, she turned cold inside. She summoned up all her resources and tried again.

"Mind if I have a cigarette?"

There was a packet on the bedside table and a box of matches. She took one, lit it and leaned back on the bed, a pillow behind her shoulders.

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