PreludeHe walked in to find her doubled up on the floor next to the cot she usually occupied when she was there. "I was wondering when you would arrive.""Why? Do I owe you something that has slipped my mind?" her tones were full of the pain she felt, but were otherwise playful."Respect, caution, avoidance of betrayal, but I do not think you have forgotten any of that. No. What I want from you is information." The elderly man sat with eyes apparently unseeing the agony of the woman on the floor. She remained silent, clutching her abdomen.She was half his age. Her hair was a deep red, quite different from his graying black. Her eyes, a bright – almost luminescent – blue, were a startling difference from his dark brown. After a pause he said, "Not going to offer?"
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