The question seemed to surprise her. She gave it some thought before answering.
“Somewhere far... where no one will ever find me.”
“And forget about all this.”
“No. Never. I’ll remember it well.”
“Yeah, I thought you would,” Carter replied. “So will I. By the way, here.”
He dropped the bloodred Heartstone into her hand. She looked down at it vacantly and then back up at Carter.
“I think it’s better that you have it than Lorena. That is, if she ever does get her sanity back.”
Ilse Beddick smiled for the first time since she had entered the restaurant.
“My, my, a sentimental killer.”
She dropped the gem carelessly into her bag and walked from the restaurant.
Carter stared through the window after her until she was lost from sight.
“Will there be anything else, sir?”
“Yeah. Another scotch. Make it a triple and keep them coming until I tell you to stop.”