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- "There," came Marcone's voice after a moment. "We're speaking privately."
- "Why didn't you tell me?" I said.
- "Tell you that I hadn't sent Mister Franklin for you?"
- "Yeah."
- "Would you have believed me?"
- "No."
- "Would you have thought I was playing some kind of game with you?"
- "Yes."
- "Then why waste the time and make you more suspicious? Generally speaking, you are quite perceptive-given enough time. And I know you well enough to know that I do not wish to have you as my enemy."
- I glowered at him.
- He arched an eyebrow, meeting my gaze without fear or hostility.
- "Why do you want the Shroud?"
- "That's none of your business."
- I scowled. "Actually it is. Literally. Why do you want it?"
- "Why do you?"
- "Because the Denarians are going to kill a lot of people with it."
- Marcone shrugged. "That's reason enough for me as well."
- "Sure it is."
- "It's simple business, Mister Dresden. I can't conduct business with a mound of corpses."
- "Why don't I believe you?"
- Marcone's teeth flashed. "Because given enough time, you are a perceptive individual."
- Death Masks Chapter 32, page 286
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