"Marina Fitch - Sarah at the Tide Pool" - читать интересную книгу автора (Fitch Marina) тАЬNo. WeтАЩve got someone lined up for that.тАЭ
тАЬAnd this person is going to shake RiтАФ the victimтАЩs hand repeatedly or something?тАЭ JasonтАЩs smile deepened. тАЬSeduce him. You know, donтАЩt you, that he left the lab tech?тАЭ Sarah straightened, her shoulders rising. тАЬOh, yes,тАЭ Jason said. тАЬShe didnтАЩt last long, just a couple of months. HeтАЩs been, how should I put it? тАШSleeping aroundтАЩ quite a bit.тАЭ Her shoulders collapsed. Maybe I just need a fling . . . . Or maybe a hundred flings. Or maybe he would never come back. тАЬHe was working on a cure for lung cancer when he worked for MediChem.тАЭ JasonтАЩs eyes narrowed, but not with a smile this time. тАЬThatтАЩs what he wanted us to think.тАЭ Sarah laughed incredulously. тАЬYou canтАЩt believe he was an industrial spy from the start!тАЭ тАЬHe left suddenly, didnтАЩt he? Both you and the company. Maybe he got what he needed from both of us.тАЭ His voice dropped to a whisper. тАЬHe used you, Sarah.тАЭ Her stomach knotted. Used her, then thought so little of her, heтАЩd set about to destroy the most important part of her life, the only thing left of her life. In her mind she swung the hammer, not at RichardтАЩs Waterford crystal, but at his head. The cold glint in JasonтАЩs eyes grew icier. тАЬAre you going to help, Dr. Huron?тАЭ Sarah flushed. Jason scraped his foot across one of the cabinet doors. тАЬOf course, if you refuse, you may prove too dangerous . . . . тАЬ Sarah stared at the floor, imagining it opening up to swallow her. The chasm rumbled wider, one side stretched by Richard, the other by Jason. Sarah looked up at Jason slowly, her gaze taking him in from foot to face. She paused at his crotch, wondering if the man was devoid not only of a heart but of other traces of humanity as well. She looked him in the eye. тАЬAll right,тАЭ she said. тАЬIтАЩll develop the skin for you. But IтАЩll need to run tests on the person IтАЩll be grafting.тАЭ Jason hopped from the counter. His shoes slapped the linoleum. тАЬSheтАЩs waiting in the lounge down the hall.тАЭ |
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