She turned her head to look at me. There was dust on her cheek and a kind of hopelessness in her eyes. She said something, but I couldn't make it out. I rolled over once, which brought our faces close together. "He had him killed!" she gasped. "Naldi. One minute Noldi was standing there and then.... and then he was dead! Like that!" "Sure," I said. "Just like that. Now, listen..." "You lied!" she cried. "From the start, you lied to me, tricked me, made love to me, used me..." "Sure," I said. "And you lied to me, tricked me, made love to me and double-crossed me."
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