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E-mail number eleven:

To: Clarice [cstarling79@usa.net]

From: The Doctor [thedoctor16@rcn.com]

Cc:

Subject: RE: Hello Clarice

Dear Clarice,

I wish you wouldn't use my politeness against me. It is a valuable skill in life, one which many people still need to perfect, including yourself. And I would never lie to you, Clarice. You should know that.

I shall see you on Saturday then. I know you don't have directions to my house, but I will tell you, but not here. Perhaps over the phone? I know you are very busy and might not have time to practice, but that is quite alright. My the way, my name is the one we were using at the restaurant, Arthur Sauroff. I highly doubt that you would forget that night, but it never hurts to remind people.

I am very glad that we are friends; it's been something that I've been trying to accomplish since we first met. I know that you still learn from me, after all, how could you not? Clarice, do you really expect me to not play anymore games with you? I know you don't enjoy them, but I find them quite amusing, as I'm sure you know when I came halfway around the world to watch you run. So, I think that for now all I will tell you is that I quite enjoy our friendship, even if it is somewhat fragile. I fully expect it to strengthen over time and greatly look forward to when it does.

Regards,

Hannibal Lecter, M.D.

Ps. We were both upset that night, even if you weren't around to see it. And I know you aren't stupid, Special Agent Starling. If you were, you wouldn't intrigue me nearly as much.