Yet another silence, rather more weighty this time.
'The connection itself would be similar enough. But the Company appears to possess something that makes a single strand of hair look insignificant. Consider the difference between trying to hold on to a man by a single strand of his hair...and trying to hold on to him with one of your hands encircling his throat and the other poised to drive a knife between his ribs.'
His mouth twists in a grim, humourless smile as he says, very quietly:
'To the best of my knowledge, Mister Wellard, they have his heart.'
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Date: 2006-10-03 01:50 am (UTC)'The connection itself would be similar enough. But the Company appears to possess something that makes a single strand of hair look insignificant. Consider the difference between trying to hold on to a man by a single strand of his hair...and trying to hold on to him with one of your hands encircling his throat and the other poised to drive a knife between his ribs.'
His mouth twists in a grim, humourless smile as he says, very quietly:
'To the best of my knowledge, Mister Wellard, they have his heart.'