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Felix regarded the Dictaphone. He played it aloof. “Automatic. Five-speed. Nice gat, Opco. I — I’m impressed.” | Felix regarded the Dictaphone. He played it aloof. “Automatic. Five-speed. Nice gat, Opco. I — I’m impressed.” | ||
The old soldier sat back. His face dissolved into the darkness behind the desk lamp. His specs caught a gleam. There was ''devil'' in them: a thin, piss-streaked, amber bead of the satanic. | The old soldier sat back. His face dissolved into the darkness behind the desk lamp. His specs caught a gleam. There was ''devil'' in them: a thin, piss-streaked, amber bead of the ''satanic''. | ||
He lit a smoke. “ So, what can I — ” for the first time, he smiled. “do you for?” | He lit a smoke. “ So, what can I — ” for the first time, he smiled. “do you for?” |