Bing stood still, giving the impression of the failure of not being able to fi nd the most powerful word in answer. He drooped back in the chair, having no choice but to let her continue.
“It was so foolish to have given in to let you out of prison. For which, you know, how many lies I had to tell, how many phone calls I had to make and how much money I had to borrow to pay the police. It all turns out to be such a waste. You belong nowhere but in jail, maybe forever. I don’t care. A gambler is a gambler. The lowest of the low. The worst of the worst.”