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right.”
    “Fuck you mister,” the woman screamed. “We ain’t.”
    Connor put his hand on her arm, and horror flooded her face. She shrank back against Stallworth, and turned to him. “He’s the devil. Get me out of here. I’ll take you to the boy right now. Just for Christ’s sake, don’t leave me here.”
    “Well,” Connor smiled at the stunned agents. “I guess you will not be needing our services after all.” Connor gripped the woman’s arm gently as she cowered away from him. “Remember Darlene, if you lie to these nice agents, I will know.”
    “I won’t lie,” she whispered. “I won’t…I won’t.”
    “Very well,” Connor released her. “Good luck to you now, and give us a call and let us know how things turn out.” Connor shook his head sighing deeply, “I will sure be upset if anything has happened to that little boy Darlene.”
    The woman clutched Stallworth’s coat as she backed into him even further. She turned suddenly, “Let’s go. We can be there in no time. Please, let’s just go.”
    Stallworth held out his hand to the man in front of him, and Connor took it. “Thank you for your help. I can’t say I know what you just did, but nice work.”
    Agent Genowitz shook Connor’s hand too. “I will call you personally if this works out Agent Connor. Can you be reached here?”
    “Someone will get word to me. Goodbye now.” Connor and Blakely stood watching the three depart back through the security entrance and out of the building.
    “What did you do Thomas?”
    “I let her see an image of herself after I finished interrogating her. I will keep track of her, and make sure they keep her in prison for a long time.” Connor looked down at Karen grimly. “If any harm has come to the little boy, all bets are off. She only thinks she knows what the devil looks like.”
    Karen looked into Connor’s eyes thoughtfully for a moment. For the first time she noticed they did not emit light from reflection. Dark anyway, they seemed to absorb light. “You know Connor, no one will ever describe you as the man with bright, shining eyes. Perhaps the devil does look like you.”
    “You probably think of me as the devil too,” Connor replied smiling.
    “The thought did cross my mind once or twice since last night,” she admitted. “Would you like to go and get coffee or some breakfast with me? You certainly finished ahead of schedule on that project.”
    Connor considered the request as if it might mean more trouble. “Are you sure you want to mess around with me for a while longer? I have found I do not exactly grow on people.”
    “Quenton likes you.”
    “He fears me, and for good reason. Quenton resembles many in this country. Good men who have, for one reason or another, come to the conclusion they cannot make a difference. He ignores the fact it was his idea to bring me here. That decision set many other things into motion.”
    “So, do you want to have breakfast with me or not?”
    “I would of course like to have breakfast with you. You are a very attractive woman.” The light seemed to come back into his eyes.
    “Do you still feel mundane things like that?”
    “I may have crossed into a different plane of consciousness, but I am still a man. Lead on to the commissary Doctor.” Connor gestured for her to walk ahead of him. She took a few steps into the lead and stopped abruptly. She turned and pointed an accusing finger at Connor.
    “You are checking out my butt. I can feel it.”
    Connor walked up, and put his arm around her shoulders, walking alongside of her towards the commissary. “I just wanted to reassure you I am still alive. You actually felt my stare, huh?”
    “I can feel a male, chauvinist pig from a mile away.”
    “Well,” he laughed, “it ain’t bragging if you can do it.”
    “Can do what?”
    “Everything better than a woman.”
    “Why you condescending, insufferable, miscreant,” she stammered as Connor laughed at his own joke. “You really