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Guerrier's bedrooht He entered quietly without knocking

Jules Guerrier was slouched in a large overstuffed chair, slippered feet propped on an otto a silk paisley robe thrown carelessly over his pajamas He didn't notice Gly's intrusion; his back was to the door

Gly moved silently across the carpet to the bed He picked up a large pillow and approached Guerrier from behind He started to lower the pillow over Guerrier's face, but he hesitated

He o needed to be pacified He had to prove to hiain that he could indeed become Henri Villon Guerrier seemed to sense a presence He turned slowly and his eyes came level with Gly's belt line They trailed up his chest to his face and then they widened, not from fear but from astonishment "Henri?" I "Yes, Jules"

"You can't be here," Guerrier said dumbly Gly moved around behind the television set and faced the preht here inside the TV"

And so he was

An ie of Henri Villon filled the center of the screen He wasarts center Danielle Sarveux was seated behind him, and next to her was Villon's wife

Guerrier was unable to comprehend, to fully conceive what his eyes reflected to the cells of his brain

The broadcast was live He had no doubt of it As a formality he had received an invitation and recalled the scheduled events of the ceremony Villon's speech was set for now He stared into Gly's face, his jaw slack in shock

"How?"

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bsp; Gly did not answer In the same motion he straddled the chair and pressed the pillow into Guerrier's face The beginning of a terrified cry became scarcely more than a th for the uneven struggle His hands found Gly's thick wrists and feebly tried to pull thenited into a ball of flaht burst in his head

After thirty seconds the hands loosened their grip and fell away, dangling aardly over the ar body went limp, but Gly maintained the pressure for another three full minutes

Finally he turned off the TV set, bent down and listened for a heartbeat All life functions had ceased

The premier of Quebec was dead