She wondered abjectly whether he intended to rape her before she was dead. She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. She meant to leave anyway, or so she would tell herself later. "That is easily explained. "What should I do here alone if I were an enemy? But, come, don't let us waste time in bandying words, when we might employ it so much more profitably. Perhaps because I don’t know. I’ve bored you or something. They even talked about friendship.
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