He looks to me. “Nice bit of thinking there with the bug, but…” He screws a finger into one ear. “My ears are still ringing. That scream hasn’t stopped echoing around my skull.”
Mitch doubles in on herself: great shaking sobs rack her body. “If not you, then who? I want her back. Oh, God. I just want her back safe.”
Klempner havers, then strides over, gripping her at the shoulders, squaring her up to himself. “Whatever’s happened, Mitch, understand, I will get her back for you.”
“Larry, I’ll do anything. Anything. You want me, Larry. You can have me… Just get Jenny. Bring her back to me… Just…”
He exhales, releasing her, stepping back. “Not like that Mitch. I don’t want you like that. Something I’ve bought: even if the price isn’t currency. Anyway, it’s beside the point. That’s not wh
