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Chapter 8, section 6: too fucking much

It was well into the next day, and he began to feel the effects of overabundance. Suspicions about the situation had turned into full-blown terrors about the nature of the error he might have made in letting things unfold rather than second-guessing them as he normally would.
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Chapter 8, section 5: sweet torture

At first he was delighted at the nature of his incarceration. Then he grew suspicious that maybe he had made a terrible mistake and the situation wasn’t what he thought at all. Finally, he saw that he had underestimated his adversary.
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Chapter 8, section 4: Amazons and togas in the garden

The room was small and the walls covered with a yellowish paint that was peeling itself off to reveal lime green underneath, and a further mottled brown under that. The floor was carpeted wall to wall, although the carpeting had long ago succumbed to too much traffic and too many unattended cigarettes.
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Chapter 8, section 3: dinner, dancing and les petits morts

Her smell still filled his nose. Her smell, and the tang of orange juice.
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Chapter 8, section 2: The night before

The previous day was relaxed enough. He checked in on Gaetan, then continued his tour of pawnshops and picked up a few more gurkha knives, along with a handful of tips on various rivals’ activities. He inquired with a trusted associate about iris-scan security systems, and ordered one for each of his domiciles. He also checked in on a few business interests.
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CHAPTER 2, section 4: Hermes’ agenda

He had chosen this gangster persona, and he would play out the thread of this story to its end, whether that was being riddled with holes in a back alley or spiriting himself away to a Third World country in order to let time pass and change his identity before starting over again, again.
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