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Page 151 of Making a Killing

Tierney:

And, of course, to see what you swapped those ‘dreaming spires’ for. Get your take –

Smith:

My take?

Tierney:

Sure –

Smith:

I’m not going back there. No fucking way.

Tierney:

Oh come on, you’re not stupid – you know how programs like this work –

Smith:

I’m not going back. End of.

Tierney:

Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad tidings, honey, but that’s the deal. No Belfast, no cash.

There’s a silence. The women are staring each other out, waiting to see if the other blinks first.