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“I prefer horses to people,” Devlin said. “They might bite or kick if frightened or provoked. But they don’t lie.”
ОглавлениеThea weathered the blow—it was justified. “I didn’t think a harmless fabrication would hurt anyone…” Her voice trailed into silence.
“And when nothing worked, you got desperate.”
“Desperate,” she repeated. “Have you ever been desperate, Mr. Stone? About anything?”
“Yes. But never enough to cheat, or beg or deceive.”
“Then you’ve never been desperate.”
“I don’t know what to think of you, Miss Pickford. Is that your real name, by the way?”
“It’s actually my mother’s maiden name.” He slid the question in so neatly Thea answered before she realized it. “Please don’t ask for my real name. I don’t want to lie to you anymore.”
“Ah.” Another one of those flicks of blue light came and went in his eyes. “We’re in accord, then. I don’t want to be lied to.”
