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Now you and I are going back to that cabin and youre going to tell me what happened or Im going to throw your ass in jail. With no takers, Devine left the room and headed to the elevator. Hi, Mike. My husband is in the real estate business. Well, since the night I met you Ive been poisoned nearly to death, lost my mother, fled the country ahead of a homicidal maniac, and now Im fleeing France for Maine, a place Ive never been. Devine craned his neck back to look up to the fifty-second floor, where it seemed now that someone hadkilled Sara Ewes. And since he had to find out what was happening at Cowl that might be illegal, he figured he also had to find out who had killed Ewes, because they had to be connected. And that connection might stem from a Broadway play. You heard Arch, Gallops said. Call in the cops and he gets killed. Its all relative, isnt it? You stay at the Four Seasons in Chicago, you might get known as a big snooty asshole. But in Danton, at least for folks like Skully, its the Royale. She drew in a long, tortured breath and then let it go.We... we were in love. Okay! We were in love. Satisfied, asshole? Sure its all right, Mason said. He handed Carmen Monterrey three folded dollar bills. Here, he said. “Give her a good reading.” The cascade of financial data washed across his computer screen, but Devine wasnt really focused on it. He was just treading water in a shark tank. It couldnt be long now, could it? Dont even joke about that, Joel. Given his history of alcoholism I was afraid he might be half-serious. What conclusion did you reach? Of what? Had somebody beaten me here and killed him?Let me go in and check on him. Devine looked startled.What do you mean?..