“Listen,” he said to her in a gentle voice. He put his hand on her shoulder, but as before she at once shrank away. “Tell them you want him out right now, and you’re not turning in any more people.” “Would they release him, then, if I said that?” “Try it.” Certainly it wouldn’t do any harm. But—he could imagine Mr. McNulty and how he looked to the girl. She could never confront him; the McNultys of the world did not get confronted by anyone. Except when something went strangely wrong. “Do you know what you are?” Kathy said. “You’re a very good person. Do you understand that?” He shrugged. Like
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