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On the three upper floors of the black marketeer's mansion, the music, the conversation, the wine, and the chandeliers sparkled. But this was another part of the house, underground, where gaiety did not penetrate. Here was darkness, silence, solemnity.
A beautiful woman stood under the glare of a single naked light bulb. She had obviously descended from the festivities above. She was wearing a tight, red velvet, strapless sheath. Diamonds sparked at her throat. Her long black hair was pulled back and coiled in a sleek chignon. The frequent sips she took from her long, ivory cigarette holder would have made her seem nervous to a stranger, someone who had met only domesticated women. But to anyone who knew her, it would be obvious that she was just thinking very hard, probably about how to make someone else suffer.