Barry Eisler Quote
She spun around and I heard her inhale sharply. What the hell? she exclaimed in her Portuguese-accented English. I raised my hands, palms forward. I just want to talk to you. I used English because it was the language of the persona she’d initially met me in—the one she had initially trusted. She looked over her shoulder for a moment, perhaps gauging the distance to her door, then turned back to me, apparently reassured. I don’t want to talk to you. She emphasized the first and last words of the sentence, her accent thickening somewhat in her agitation.
Barry Eisler
She spun around and I heard her inhale sharply. What the hell? she exclaimed in her Portuguese-accented English. I raised my hands, palms forward. I just want to talk to you. I used English because it was the language of the persona she’d initially met me in—the one she had initially trusted. She looked over her shoulder for a moment, perhaps gauging the distance to her door, then turned back to me, apparently reassured. I don’t want to talk to you. She emphasized the first and last words of the sentence, her accent thickening somewhat in her agitation.
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