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He bid a good-night and started the car The gate opened and he swung onto the deserted street Eight blocks away he parked at the curb between two large honition key into the ground with his heel What could bein a stylish residential district, he figured People who lived in hbors Each would probably think the car belonged to friends visiting next door The car would be ignored for days

Gly was on a bus back to Quebec at ten past ten The exotic poison he had concocted was still in his pocket It was a foolproof ence service No pathologist could detect its presence in a corpse with certainty

The decision to use the pilloas a spur-of-the- tool for Gly's fetish for inconformity

Most murderers followed a pattern, developed a routine modus operandi, preferred a particular weapon Gly's pattern was that he didn't have one Every kill was completely different in execution fros to connect him with the past

He felt a flush of excitement He had cleared the first hurdle One more remained, the trickiest, most sensitive one of them all

Danielle lay in bed and watched the s She was only die outside Ottawa, the gathering darkness of the evening, the firm, smooth body beside her

She sat up and looked at her watch The interlude was over, and she felt a regret that it could not go on indefinitely Responsibility beckoned and she was coo?" he asked, stirring beside her

She nodded "I must play the dutiful wife and visit my husband in the hospital"

"I don't envy you Hospitals are nightmares in white"

"I've become used to it by now"

"How is Charles co?"

"The doctors say he can come home in a feeeks"

"Come home to what?" he said contemptuously "The country is rudderless If an election were held tomorrow, he would surely be defeated"

"All to our advantage" She rose fro "With Jules Guerrier out of the way the tin from the cabinet and publicly announce your candidacy for President of Quebec"

"I'll have to draft my speech carefully The idea is to come on like a savior I cannot afford to be cast as a rat ju ship"