Mitch felt as if she had taken her toe anddrawn a line on the carpet between them. What more could he do?This was all the fault of that little bitch from the BCA. The chain went on and on, around and around in an endless loop, like awheel in a hamster cage. God, she wished someone would splither skull with an ax and put her out of her misery.
Mitch looked around the room, seeing it as a stranger would. Hannah thought she should thank him, but no words formed in her mouth. Hannah turned her attention to the coffee cup warmingher hands, to put her mind on something mundane. The thing all of them had feared fromthe beginning.
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