Marlowe Author:Raymond Chandler She came around the back of the car and leaned up against me hard. Her arms went around my neck. — "I am being very foolish," she said softly. "He will kill me for this -- just as he killed Stein. Kiss me." — I kissed her. Her lips were hot and dry. "Is he in there?" — "Yes" — "Listen---" — "Kiss me again. I have not very long to live. When you... more » are the finger for a man like that -- you die young."
I pushed her away from me, but gently.
She stepped back and lifted her right hand quickly. There was a gun in it now.« less