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Are You Afraid Of The Dark :: Sheldon Sidney
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"He has an inflated ego. He charges an arm and a leg, but"-he smiled thinly-"he'll deliver an arm and a leg."
CHAPTER 37
AS KELLY APPROACHED the door of Sam Meadows 's apartment at 14 Rue du Bourg-Tibourg, in the Fourth Ar-rondissement, she hesitated. Now that the chase was drawing to a conclusion, she was finally going to get some answers. She found herself drawing back, afraid to hear them.
Kelly rang the doorbell. The moment the door opened and she saw Sam Meadows, her fears went away. All she felt was pleasure and relief at seeing this man who had been so close to Mark.
"Kelly!" He cradled her in a warm bear hug.
"Oh, Sam."
He took her hand. "Come on in." Kelly stepped inside. It was a charming two-bedroom apartment, in a building that had once belonged to a member of the French nobility.
The drawing room was spacious and luxuriously appointed with French furniture, and in a small alcove, there was a curiously carved oak bar. On the wall was a Man Ray, and Adolf Wolfli drawings.
"I can't tell you how devastated I am about Mark," Sam said awkwardly.
Kelly patted his arm. "I know," she whispered.
"It's unbelievable." "I'm trying to find out what happened," Kelly said. "That's why I'm here. I hope you can help me." She took a seat on the couch, filled with a sense of anticipation and apprehension.
Sam's face darkened. "No one seems to know the full story. Mark was working on a secret project.
He was apparently collaborating with two or three other employees at KIG. They say he committed suicide." "I don't believe it," Kelly said vehemently.
"I don't either." His voice softened. "And do you know the main reason? Because of you." Kelly looked at Sam, puzzled. "I don't understand…" "How could Mark ever leave someone as lovely as you? How could anyone ever leave someone as lovely as you?" He was moving closer. "What happened is a great tragedy, Kelly, but life has to go on, doesn't it?" He put her hand in his. "We all need someone, don't we? He's gone, but I'm here.
Your kind of woman needs a man."
"My kind of-?" "Mark told me how passionate you are. He says you love it." Kelly turned to him in surprise. Mark would never have said that. He would never have discussed her like that with anyone.
Sam put one arm around her shoulders. "Yes. Mark told me you really had to have it. He used to tell me how great you were in bed." Kelly was suddenly panic-stricken.
"He has an inflated ego. He charges an arm and a leg, but"-he smiled thinly-"he'll deliver an arm and a leg."
CHAPTER 37
AS KELLY APPROACHED the door of Sam Meadows 's apartment at 14 Rue du Bourg-Tibourg, in the Fourth Ar-rondissement, she hesitated. Now that the chase was drawing to a conclusion, she was finally going to get some answers. She found herself drawing back, afraid to hear them.
Kelly rang the doorbell. The moment the door opened and she saw Sam Meadows, her fears went away. All she felt was pleasure and relief at seeing this man who had been so close to Mark.
"Kelly!" He cradled her in a warm bear hug.
"Oh, Sam."
He took her hand. "Come on in." Kelly stepped inside. It was a charming two-bedroom apartment, in a building that had once belonged to a member of the French nobility.
The drawing room was spacious and luxuriously appointed with French furniture, and in a small alcove, there was a curiously carved oak bar. On the wall was a Man Ray, and Adolf Wolfli drawings.
"I can't tell you how devastated I am about Mark," Sam said awkwardly.
Kelly patted his arm. "I know," she whispered.
"It's unbelievable." "I'm trying to find out what happened," Kelly said. "That's why I'm here. I hope you can help me." She took a seat on the couch, filled with a sense of anticipation and apprehension.
Sam's face darkened. "No one seems to know the full story. Mark was working on a secret project.
He was apparently collaborating with two or three other employees at KIG. They say he committed suicide." "I don't believe it," Kelly said vehemently.
"I don't either." His voice softened. "And do you know the main reason? Because of you." Kelly looked at Sam, puzzled. "I don't understand…" "How could Mark ever leave someone as lovely as you? How could anyone ever leave someone as lovely as you?" He was moving closer. "What happened is a great tragedy, Kelly, but life has to go on, doesn't it?" He put her hand in his. "We all need someone, don't we? He's gone, but I'm here.
Your kind of woman needs a man."
"My kind of-?" "Mark told me how passionate you are. He says you love it." Kelly turned to him in surprise. Mark would never have said that. He would never have discussed her like that with anyone.
Sam put one arm around her shoulders. "Yes. Mark told me you really had to have it. He used to tell me how great you were in bed." Kelly was suddenly panic-stricken.