The door opened several minutes later. An officer entered first, followed by Hart Sullivan. He looked at me immediately. For a moment, neither of us moved. Then his mouth curved into a faint, humourless smile. “Well, I’ll be damned.” I remained seated. “Hart.” He glanced at the officer, who gestured towards the chair opposite me. “Sit down, Mr. Sullivan.” Hart lowered himself into the chair, never taking his eyes off me. The officer looked between us. “I’ll give you some time. If you need anything, call for me.” He left, closing the door behind him. Silence settled over the room. Hart leaned back, studying me with open suspicion. “I can’t say I was expecting a visit from you.” “Clearly.” “Let me guess. You came to make sure I’m cooperating?” “No.” “Then perhaps you want to remind me how much you hate me.” “I don’t need to remind you of that. I’m sure you remember.” He chuckled. “Touché.” I regarded him for a moment. He looked considerably better than he had the
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