Julius paced back and forth across Malcolm's office. "You frightened her, is-- is what I am saying Nicola said to me."
"Why the fuck should I care that I frightened her? I meant to frighten her. I'm supposed to frighten her. Tom
me there to fucking frighten her."
"Yes, and she knows that, and she says it was a bit beyond the usual acceptable levels of frightening. You threaten absurd things; she swears back then falls into line. But this time--"
Malcolm looked a little unhinged at that moment, the whites showing all around his eyes. He shoved forward into Julius, leading with his chin.
Julius laid a hand on his chest and pushed to hold him in place. "Malcolm. When were you last at home?"
Malcolm turned away and flung his hands up. "Fucked if I know. Tuesday? I think. Sam will know. Why?"
"When's the last time you ate?"
"How the fuck am I supposed to remember that?"
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