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“Of course”
“What’s your real name?”
“Rane”
“Is that your first name, or your last?”
“It’s the only one you need to know”
She regarded hiether in a vee “I don’t suppose you want to tellfroician?”
“About twenty-five years”
She stared at him in disbelief He couldn’t be much older than twenty-five, thirty at the most “I don’t believe you! What were you, five when you started?”
He sazehe’d had any work done “He hed “Trust one under the knife”
“Are you married?”
“No Are you?”
“No So, where’s home?”
“Here”
“You live in Kelton?”
“I don’t live anywhere”
“You’reat his erin “I said I’d grant you an interview I didn’t say it would be easy”
Savanah hit Pause on the tape recorder when the waitress arrived with their drinks
Rane smiled at the waitress, then dropped a twenty-dollar bill on the tray “Thanks, Sylvie”
The waitress winked at hi provocatively beneath her tight black skirt
Savanah had ordered a strawberry daiquiri She sipped it slowly Rane was extreiven a year’s pay to knohat he was hiding
Setting her glass aside, she started the tape recorder again “Do you have relatives here in town?”
“No”
“Any family anywhere?”
“Sure I wasn’t hatched under a rock”
“I’d ask for their names, but I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t tellelse you want to know?”