White Dog
“‘It’s finished.’‘Money in my account, hospital paid. Leave it?’He moved his chair, left, right, not far. ‘It probably is Longmore, pre-empting a damages claim.’‘No. He looked at me as if I were a blackmailer. Contempt.’Shifting the chair, movements of the head and the mouth. ‘Well, you’ve had a bad time, I wouldn’t discount the possibility that you might have misread that.’‘Well, fuck bad time, I know contempt, I’m not that scrambled.’‘He didn’t treat me like the papal envoy either,’ he said, ‘...but he’s a hirer, he hires, he fires, we’re just service providers in his life, fence-builders on the fucking estate. Dig holes, line the fucking poles up, string the wire, fuck off, we’re nothing. And offshore accounts, he wouldn’t want to shout about them.’‘So I just declare it as income?’‘Consultancy fee. Tax don’t care. Grateful that you told them.’I said, ‘I don’t think she killed Mickey.’His phone rang. ‘Put him on, thanks.MoreLess
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