“Chaim, listen to me. Your staff is dead. They were tortured and massacred last night by the GC, probably trying to get to you.” Chaim looked up slowly, his hair casting wild shadows on the far wall. “Don’t talk crazy,” he said warily. “That is not amusing.” “I wouldn’t joke about that, Chaim. Jacov was killed by a blow to the chin that broke his neck. A guard hit him with the butt end of an Uzi when he tried to rush to you.” Chaim put a hand over his mouth and sucked in a noisy breath. “Don’t,” he said, his words muffled. “Don’t do this to me.” “I didn’t do it, Chaim. You did it.” “He’s dead?
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