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“I know it can unbalance some people.”
“‘Unbalance’ is a nice word. Did you unbalance those kids in Malibu?”
He rocks harder in the chair.
“It wasn’t me.”
“Who was it? Burgess?”
“Maybe. I don’t know. I just gave them the pills. It was Eva’s idea.”
“Eva Sandoval?”
“Yes. The witch.”
“Was going after me a power play? Is she trying to knock Burgess off his throne?”
He looks up at me.
“Who knows what goes on in that woman’s head?”
“But you gave her the pills.”
“I already said so.”
“Just trying to be clear.”
“Are you going to kill me?”
“Count on it.”
He looks around the office, then back at me.
“Don’t and I’ll tell you everything. I’m your inside man.”
“Great. How do you make black milk not poison?”
He does the pained squint again.
“I’ll answer everything but that.”
I flick his foot with a finger. He groans.
“I don’t have to torture you. I can tie you to that chair and set fire to your palatial estate.”
“Go ahead. Anything you can do pales compared to what happens if I tell you more about black milk.”
I look at him hard. Charlie gets uncomfortable and looks at the floor.
I crouch so I can see his eyes.
“I think I got it, Charlie. Wormwood’s not going to torture you. They’re going to kick you out. And when you get to Hell, you’ll be just another sucker up to your eyeballs in shit.”
His nod is almost imperceptible. I stand again.
“Then I’m not going to get much more out of you, am I?”
That does it. He breaks down crying. Big wet sobs and snot running down his face. Things weren’t supposed to go like this for a sharp guy with the inside line on eternity.
