She watched him carefully as if he was her prey, unknowing she was there,
she sat in the darkness, just watching. He began to lift the post-it from
the drawling, and she tugged out the cord to her headset, revealing Dr.
Lecter's voice, strong, and loud in the small basement room. He jumped and
looked frantically around the room. Flipping on the lights she caught him
dead in the eyes.
"Can I help you Mr. Krendler?"
He looked at her, breath fast, face flushed knowing he had been caught somewhere he had no place in being.
"Jesus Starling! What are you doing sitting here in the dark?"
She gave him a provocative look and slithered, "Thinkin about Cannibalism."
Frustrated by her eyes he growled, "People in Justice are thinking too, you know that? They're thinking, 'what's she doing about Lecter'?"
She watched him come up to her desk, placing a hand on her shoulder, "Now Starling, things could be real easy, or they can be really hard. It's your decision. You do your job in finding Lecter, and I will do my job making this whole ordeal go away. Who knows, maybe we could salvage this 'career' of yours."
Clarice got up and looked at him, "What's with you Paul? I told you to go home to your wife, was that wrong?"
He laughed lightly, "Don't flatter yourself Starling. There's plenty of cornpone country cunt in this town. But I wouldn't mind having a go with you now if you'd like?"
She knocked his hand off her shoulder, and gave him an icy stare, "In the gym anytime, no pads."
Walking toward the door Krendler called out to her, "Starling?"
She turned her head but not her body, "Yes Mr. Krendler?"
"I'd suggest you look for a good place to vacation."
She looked at him tossing over what he was saying, "What do you mean by that?"
"I'm smelling a mandatory three week leave coming your way."
"What reason would that be coming at me, since I'm the key to getting Dr. Lecter back in custody?"
"Just say intuition Starling. Take it as a friend who's helping you out. The FBI hates you Starling, and they will do anything that needs to be done to clear their name from the dirt. If that means turning you in, they won't care. No one would miss you Starling, you need to get that through your head, and begin watching your step."
She gave him a kind smile and walked out of the office, closing the door behind her.
"Can I help you Mr. Krendler?"
He looked at her, breath fast, face flushed knowing he had been caught somewhere he had no place in being.
"Jesus Starling! What are you doing sitting here in the dark?"
She gave him a provocative look and slithered, "Thinkin about Cannibalism."
Frustrated by her eyes he growled, "People in Justice are thinking too, you know that? They're thinking, 'what's she doing about Lecter'?"
She watched him come up to her desk, placing a hand on her shoulder, "Now Starling, things could be real easy, or they can be really hard. It's your decision. You do your job in finding Lecter, and I will do my job making this whole ordeal go away. Who knows, maybe we could salvage this 'career' of yours."
Clarice got up and looked at him, "What's with you Paul? I told you to go home to your wife, was that wrong?"
He laughed lightly, "Don't flatter yourself Starling. There's plenty of cornpone country cunt in this town. But I wouldn't mind having a go with you now if you'd like?"
She knocked his hand off her shoulder, and gave him an icy stare, "In the gym anytime, no pads."
Walking toward the door Krendler called out to her, "Starling?"
She turned her head but not her body, "Yes Mr. Krendler?"
"I'd suggest you look for a good place to vacation."
She looked at him tossing over what he was saying, "What do you mean by that?"
"I'm smelling a mandatory three week leave coming your way."
"What reason would that be coming at me, since I'm the key to getting Dr. Lecter back in custody?"
"Just say intuition Starling. Take it as a friend who's helping you out. The FBI hates you Starling, and they will do anything that needs to be done to clear their name from the dirt. If that means turning you in, they won't care. No one would miss you Starling, you need to get that through your head, and begin watching your step."
She gave him a kind smile and walked out of the office, closing the door behind her.
