Berg said: “No, I don’t suppose we do, but I’d like to know where he is.”
She said shortly: “I told you he’s around. Why don’t you relax and talk to me? I’m not poison, am I?”
Berg said: “Aren’t you?”
They stood looking at each other. Lauren said after a pause: “Listen, cutie, what do you mean by that one? Are you being funny?”
He shook his head. He said: “I’m not being funny.” He smiled at her. “I’ve got over that a long time ago. I’m just asking a simple question. I want Travis. Where is he? You know.”
She said: “I told you he’s around. But this is my place and you’re talking to me in my office. Don’t you be rude to me. You always were an insolent sonofabitch—you who used to be…”
Berg walked slowly across the room. He went round the end of the desk. He stood looking down at her.
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