There's a book lying on the table by the bed, and his glance flicks to it for a n instant. The corner of an envelope -- evidently being used as a bookmark -- is just barely visible.
(There's a suspicious bulge, too, as if something inside the envelope is preventing the pages from lying entirely flat. Something small.)
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There's a book lying on the table by the bed, and his glance flicks to it for a n instant. The corner of an envelope -- evidently being used as a bookmark -- is just barely visible.
(There's a suspicious bulge, too, as if something inside the envelope is preventing the pages from lying entirely flat. Something small.)
A beat of silence.
"Changed how, precisely?"