“No, I couldn't." "I don't want you out of my sight." He opened the big studio window, felt rain slash in at his face. It was dark, wet, and blowing out there, on the dimly outlined terrace. He gestured impatiently. "Go on." "M-must I?" "Yes." She squeezed past him as if reluctant to make physical contact with him again, giving him one quick, frightened look from the corner of her eye. She stood still at once, just beyond the threshold. In the light that flowed out of the studio, her face looked... rigid, carved in a pattern of revulsion. Durell went by her and ignored the rain that struck at him as he searched the terrace that completely encircled the tower studio. He saw the dim outline of a few deck chairs, a metal table, the grinning beaked shapes of limestone gargoyles leering at the street from their corner pedestals twelve stories above the sidewalk. There was an ornate iron railing that looked flimsy and of little protection at the edge of the drop. "Where?" he asked the girl.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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