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A spark of defiance glea"

"Then you will surely die," said Pitt coldly

"Strange words frorapher, a man who sets women and children on a pedestal, and who is respected for his word and integrity"

"I applaud your homework"

"You won't killcontrol of his emotions "You are not a professional assassin, nor a man who has the stomach for murder"

Pitt gave a casual shrug "I'd venture to say that one of your guards, the one I threw over the cliffs about half an hour ago, would disagree"

Merchant stared at Pitt impassively, not certain whether to believe him "I do not knohat Mr

Dorsett has done with his grandsons"

Pitt moved the rifle barrel from Merchant's head to one knee "Maeve, count to three"

"One," she began, as coar in a cup of tea "Two

three"

Pitt pulled the trigger and a bullet sh Merchant's kneecap Merchant'suntil Giordino clamped his hand over her mouth

"Can we please have so the plaster"

A conity of the repellant little man was suddenly replaced with a demeanor marked by pain and terror His mouth twisted as he spoke "My knee, you've shattered my knee!" he rasped in horror

Pitt placed the ainst one of Merchant's elbows "I'est you speak, and speak the truth or you'll have a tough ti your teeth from now on"