" Her eyes drifted shut again. "His hands were weird, whiter than his face, but that could have been caused by the lighting from the street lamp acros... the parking lot." Surgical gloves," I muttered.Leah spun her head toward me, her eyes expressing her sudden fear. She said, "I was scared before, but you guys are really scaring me. Ski mask. Surgical gloves." She gulped at her scotch. "This guy isn't a garden-variety stalker. He's that serial killer, isn't he?"Probably, I said silently. I say. When that was done, I came back into the living room."Does it have to be that recording?" she mournfully asked."Why not?" I replied. "Aren't you proud of your accomplishments? How well you've done your job? By the way, which part of your job was fucking me over?" None. None of it." She finally began to cry. They seemed to be genuine tears, but who knew? "It wasn't ... You weren't supposed to even know." I wasn't supposed to notice that you were spending a quarter of your married life shacked up. More

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