July 2, 2018
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Heden let her eat in silence. “I shouldn’t have tried to dump this on you,” he said. “Take advantage of our friendship. I’m sorry.” Hapax said nothing for a moment, slicing off another piece of duck. Then without moving her head she threw Heden a glance. “How sorry?” she asked, smiling a little. Heden smiled. “Not that sorry,” he said. Hapax shook her head. “Probably for the best,” she said. “After all these years the act could never live up to the anticipation.” “Oh yes it could,” Heden said, his voice low. Hapax put her fork down and stared at Heden, suddenly speechless. Heden snickered. Turnabout was fair play.
“A man is better than the worst thing he’s ever done,” Heden said.
“Became a copper. I liked that,” he said, nodding. “Felt useful. Some of the boys…they talk like…like we don’t matter. Always be more thieves, more murderers. That’s why I liked it. A never-ending supply of meaning, every man locked up.”