Chapter 74

• Oh, I don't know, he silently countered, staring grimly down at his can. It is a lack of nerve that made me ask the question. I am in dire straits here or the shrewd gambler in me would not be putting my last card on the table first.
• “You can't even bring yourself to ask me that to my face,” she added scathingly.
• The jeer spun him round to face her. She was sitting there glaring an evil spell at him like the beautiful Hazel-eyed witch he always saw, and on a grunt of rueful surrender he threw himself in at the deep end.