Gloria cocked her head, not sure how to ask her the next question but decided to blurt it out. “Did you see something that frightened you in Paul’s eyes tonight?”
“Yea, I did. But there’s more that I don’t know, isn’t there? I know this business, Gloria. If you level with me, maybe Jimmy and I can help.”
“Ok, I’ll tell you some stuff, but first, what did you see about Paul that you didn’t like”?
“Oh I don’t know if it was anything, but his eyes did bother me. It was as if I’d seen them before, but that’s silly, it doesn’t make any sense. I need to think about it some more. I promise I’ll tell ya if I remember who he reminds me of. But what else is botherin’ you?”
Gloria filled her in on the two headless bodies, and how the weather patterns didn’t make any sense. She finished by remarking how she’d had a sample of Mickey’s DNA sent to be tested. “You know that his story doesn’t make any sense, but here he is. I’m just confused by all the things that have hit us at one time. It’s not natural, you know.”
Mori stood, and placed her wine glass on the table. “I really need to get into bed, and mark my word, your sorry little ass is gonna hurt real bad if that bed doesn’t have a good mattress.” Gloria laughed at her candor and followed her to the elevator door. She pressed the button, and when the doors opened, Mori entered. She turned to face her hostess, and a flash through her memory forced her eyes to open wide with fear. “Paul’s eyes, they reminded me of Cue’s.”
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