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Remy sat up on her elbows. “Why didn’t you tell me? We could have celebrated.”

Largo pulled on his pants and shoes. “The party was celebration enough.”

“We’ll have to do something tonight.”

He looked around for his shirt. “Damn. The only shirt I have is the one from the theater. I don’t have time to get one of mine. Is it all right if I wear it today?”

Remy lay down on her stomach and waved a hand in his direction. “Go ahead. They’ll never miss it.”

“Thank you.”

“We must at least have some morphia together before you go.”

He shrugged into his coat and said, “That sounds lovely.” From the gilt table, he picked up the little bottle Dr. Venohr had left the night before. He tossed it to her. “That’s for you.”

“Ooh,” said Remy, pressing the bottle to her cheek. “This will last a while. Where did you get it?”

“A friend,” said Largo. He went to the bed and knelt down next to her. “Now hurry. I really have to go.”

Remy opened the bottle and squeezed out a drop under each of their tongues. When they kissed, Remy held Largo’s face fast in her hands. When he felt the first effects of the drug, he pulled back and gave her a last peck on the lips. “Now I really have to go.”

Still naked, Remy followed him through the living room to the door. As they kissed once more, Remy’s Trefle rang. She ran to pick it up.

“Dr. Venohr. How nice of you to call. No, I’m fine …”

Largo closed the door. It was then that he realized he’d left his bicycle at the Grand Dark the night before. In theory he could take a Mara cab there, but he’d left his tip money at his flat. There was no choice. He took a breath and knocked on Remy’s door. She opened it a moment later, still undressed.

“Are you the rent boy I sent for? Hurry inside before my lover finds out,” she said breathlessly.

Largo smiled tightly at the joke. “I’m sorry,” he said, “but I left my bicycle at the theater and I have no money for a cab or the tram.”

Remy went to her purse and brought back a few bills, which she held just out of his reach. “Take this. But just remember that I’m going to make you and your cock earn every penny of it tonight, you tart.”


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