playing the game -- rick austin (

"If you had," Rick said, grinning his wide white grin, "you wouldn't be standing." He picked the book up, not looking down at the page, and held it open toward the other man, watching his eyes to see if they changed in a decision to throw another punch. He wasn't kidding, he would put Micah on the floor just to speed this damn thing along. He knew very well Micah was not going to want to talk about the dead--nobody did. He was sympathetic, to a point. That point was five minutes ago. "The faster you do it," he said, in a strange, even tone like the one he had before three months ago, "the faster we can leave and pretend this didn't happen."

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