The melancholy voice of a young girl, heartbroken and mournful, spread over the black water like river fog. The air was unnaturally still. The world was wrapped in a thick, breathless darkness and no one moved for a long time. Eventually Bar raised his right arm very slowly until his hand was just above his head. Four young, bow-tied attendants like those at the front gate appeared out of the shadows and two of them took up positions at each end of the deck. Their movements were languid, like boys walking under water. Lek laughed under her breath. “Don’t you think this is a little melodramatic?” “No, I don’t think this is a little melodramatic,” Eddie said. “Are you going to interrogate me now?” Lek seemed to be amused by the prospect. “Are these little boys going to torture me if I don’t tell you what you want to know?” “The pictures you said were in the safety deposit box…” Eddie broke off, wishing he didn’t sound so tired, but there wasn’t much he could do about it.
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