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His questions only h harder One of the so hard

Dr Fein fought pain and confusion to make sense of the insane situation They must have followed Lila How else would they have found him?

“You have your money,” Dr Fein said “What more do you want? And where’s Lila?”

Theand merely looked at him The short, stout one frowned In fact, he started to look angry The taller ht at a ot

No one spoke Dr Fein’s chest heaved with the effort of breathing He tried to scra uphill and with his hands tied Dr Fein braced hiainst the boulder and tried to inch his way up, only to have the tall man saunter over and, with a sideways kick, sweep his feet out fro thump

Dr Fein could feel his face redden with rage and frustration His breathing was labored now, his head felt ready to explode He sat gasping in the dirt, the tall uish, “What is it? What the hell do you want?”

Afollowed Then the shorter man said, “It’s not ant”

More footsteps Dr Fein’s guts twisted with anxiety The briefcase hit the ground a few feet from him He turned to see who had thrown it and couldn’t believe his eyes

It was Jenny Mahoney

Dr Fein shook his head, as if to clear his vision He was hallucinating That crack on the head ed hi it She looked a little thinner, but the wavy, blonde hair, the green eyes, even a peasant blouse he recognized Jenny Mahoney was standing right there, her arms crossed, her lips curved in a sli

ght, triumphant smile

“Jenny?” Dr Fein croaked “I thought you were dead”

In response she walked up and kicked hiroin

The pain was so intense, it took Dr Fein’s breath away He doubled over choking, then threw up the remains of his lunch

As he tried to recover his wind, Jenny crouched beside hiainst it as she whispered, “You goddamned bastard You killed me You made me feel worthless You killed me”