Levkas Man
LEVKAS MAN - He was moving slowly nearer, a ghost of a figure in the red immensity of that dune landscape, walking with slow uncertain steps... "Who sent you?" There was hostility, no sign of affection. "I was worried about you." A rasping sound came from his throat, a jeering laugh of disbelief. "After eight years?" And then - "You're in trouble again. Is that it?" I couldn't help it. I laughed, looking down at him squatting there, weak with hunger and half out of his mind, and thinking I'd come to him for help. "yes," I said. "I think I killed a man."
