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Then go shoot him again, Stone said, then he felt like a nap. I just got up, she said. I think Ill have some tea. Come on. Just tell me the truth. It cant bethat bad. I took out my tin box and started to roll a cigarette.Oh, for Gods sake! Audrey said, reached in a drawer, and tossed me a pack of Luckies. “I bought these yesterday after you left. I swore I wasnt going to watch you go through thatmacho cigarette-rolling act of yours again even if I had to buy you a years supply. Its Dino. Hows your day going? No, Dino said. It will shock you, Vanessa, and it will bore Stone. I wont be long. This is currently our most visible case, and I have to make an appearance. Save me some dessert. Yes. Were not pros to the London constabulary, Dino said. At least, youre not. Even if we can take him without shooting him or getting shot, were going to spend the rest of the day answering questions and pulling strings to get out of custody. Call your pros. No, she watches a lot of TV, so she picked it up with a pencil and took it to the nearest cop, who placed it in an evidence bag and called his precinct. Devine sat back against his seat. He figured she was appearing more routinely because he was on the train and would be watching her. Devine wasnt sure how he felt about that. He was investigating Cowl and she was Cowls girl. That was going to get really complicated really fast. Dinos eyes darted around what they could see of the room. The agent ran out of Stones office and through the storage room, the exercise room, and the kitchen, to the back door, where he checked the lock, then he turned around and worked his way more slowly along the path he had followed, emerging once again into Stones office. I was hoping wed do something like this. Ted told me that she will barely leave her office at home for food or bathroom privileges. He also said she wont talk to him much. Yes, I identified one of them. He can get killed finding out. The killer must be someone at the firm. We thought that all along, didnt we? His thumb hovered over the Send key, then he pressed it and put his phone away. He spent the rest of the day laboring over work that he couldnt have cared less about. All around him the other Burners were going full bore, analyzing data from all four corners of the earth. Every dollar to be made, every dollar to be paid, every dollar to be lost. That was, ultimately, what it was all about. As he had heard Brad Cowl say in an interviewwith CNBC once: Mason handed him the check..