Corinna waved Kintyre and Yamamura back. She sat down beside Guido and
took his free hand. "Bruce got himself killed too," she said in her
gentlest tone.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes! Leave me alone!"
"He was tied down somewhere and tortured," she said, not raising her
voice. "They burned him. The marks were all over his body, even after
they finished hacking it up. I know that much, no more. Nobody would
tell me more, and I didn't want to ask. But he must have been glad when
they finally cut his throat."
Guido tried to rise. She pulled him back, without using much strength.
"Jesus!" he screamed.
"Why did you help them?" she asked.
"I didn't! It's got nothing to do with--I _didn't_!"
She stood up again and looked down upon him. "Why did you do it?" she
said as calmly. "How had he hurt you, that you had to let him be burned
and twisted and killed?"
"No! Not me! I don't know!" His mouth was stretched into a gash; a
tongue like dry wood bobbed within it.
She slapped him. It could not have been hard, but he fell back onto the
bed and clawed at the mattress.
"Good-by," she said, and walked from him.
Kintyre looked at her and knew why the Furies had been women. His heart
was a cold lump.
Corinna waited in a corner, her hands writhing together. Guido tried,
horribly, to weep, and could not.
Then at last he rolled over on his back, blinked at the light, and said
in a high childish voice: "I'll tell you what happened. I'll tell you
so you can see it wasn't me, wasn't anything to do with Bruce, it just
happened to happen the same weekend, and then maybe if you get out and
leave me alone they won't kill me.
"All I did was this. These cats from Chicago came around last week and
said they were after some of the pod and could I get it, it was worth
five hundred bucks to them plus expenses. Not horse, now, I don't have
anything to do with horse. Just marijuana, it never hurt anybody, you
don't get hooked, you don't go nuts, hell, I mean you even have to will
yourself to keep the jag up and it's only in your head, man, you don't
do nothing to nobody else, dig?"
"Guido," said Corinna warningly.
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