“If you lie to me I’ll take it out on your folks. Don’t forget that Jack Flatray will have to pay if you double-cross me.”
“No.”
“He’ll have to pay in full.”
“You mean you’ll capture him again.”
“I mean we won’t have to do that. We haven’t turned him loose yet.”
“Then you lied to me?” She stared at him with wide open eyes of horror.
“I had to keep him to make sure of you.”
Her groan touched his vanity, or was it perhaps his pity?
“I’m not going to hurt him—if you play fair. I tell you I’m no cur. Help me, girl, and I’ll quit this hell raising and live decent.”
She laughed without joy, bitterly.