Connors watched the cheap electric clock on the mantel. It was almost nine o’clock in the morning. He lighted a cigarette. His hands were shaking badly. She would leave at nine o’clock. And he would be alone in the apartment. He hadn’t been alone in over twenty years. He hadn’t been out of her presence since she’d met him at the prison gates yesterday...
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