‘Your shirt is all soggy,’ she said a few minutes later. Her voice was hoarse.

‘And who’s to blame, huh?’ he said softly, giving her a fresh tissue to dry her face. She did so gingerly; the raw skin under her eyes made her wince.

‘I have killed a man,’ she said.

‘You don’t know that. We’ve discussed this before.’

‘Not him, the other one.’

‘With that ridiculous little thing I gave you? Come on.’

‘I didn’t mean to! I just wanted him to let me go, I couldn’t see what I was doing. He had me in a chokehold and I hit with the hand I could move. There was so much blood…’

‘Let’s not speak about that for now.’

He needed to soothe her...

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