I knew Louie, and he'd have been horrified that she saw his proposal and his need to finalize things as ownership. The first few pews had had their look-see at us, but the glances spread upward from there. Perhaps, Jean-Claude said, what do you propose? Come hold Richard's hand. I wasn't really aware of the police, Zerbrowski behind me, even the glow of the crosses had pulled back, so that my vision was sharpened down to the man I was about to shoot.
One touch, and Evans would know for sure. Jason was just staring down at me. Richard shoved his anger at me, and I stumbled as if he'd actually pushed me. I let it go; we'd learned years ago that we had philosophical differences about men, sex, and relationships.
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