Scratch the Surface
“Somehow I’d left the room and gotten down the stairs, but damned if I could remember any of it.
Something heavy and woolen settled down over my shoulders. My coat.
“If you want to go outside, you need to wear a coat,” said Murphy. He stood two feet behind me and had his coat on. “It’s cold, Stanzie.”
Another damn thing I had to fight. I fumbled with the sleeves and he helped me, his expression grave.
Behind him Allerton and Manning hovered. Their faces were somber.
“Gloves and a scarf too,...” said Murphy as if it fucking mattered a damn what I wore or if I stayed warm. Who frigging cared?
I made an impatient sound of protest. Murphy wound the scarf around my neck. For a moment, I fantasized that he wouldn’t stop winding. Instead, he wound tighter and tighter and tighter until I couldn’t breathe, until I strangled, and the black and silver spots in front of my eyes went dead dark as my body spasmed for the last time before it gave up.
But he didn’t do that. He wound it around my throat loosely and stood back waiting for me to put on my gloves and when I did, he reached around me and casually manipulated the lock.MoreLess
Something heavy and woolen settled down over my shoulders. My coat.
“If you want to go outside, you need to wear a coat,” said Murphy. He stood two feet behind me and had his coat on. “It’s cold, Stanzie.”
Another damn thing I had to fight. I fumbled with the sleeves and he helped me, his expression grave.
Behind him Allerton and Manning hovered. Their faces were somber.
“Gloves and a scarf too,...” said Murphy as if it fucking mattered a damn what I wore or if I stayed warm. Who frigging cared?
I made an impatient sound of protest. Murphy wound the scarf around my neck. For a moment, I fantasized that he wouldn’t stop winding. Instead, he wound tighter and tighter and tighter until I couldn’t breathe, until I strangled, and the black and silver spots in front of my eyes went dead dark as my body spasmed for the last time before it gave up.
But he didn’t do that. He wound it around my throat loosely and stood back waiting for me to put on my gloves and when I did, he reached around me and casually manipulated the lock.MoreLess
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