`` i know this could have turned out ten other ways that did n't involve me breathing . '' we dont know anything about it . i rolled my eyes , but grinned a little . without thinking , i whipped the neck of the gun on his temple , right on his injury . a figure was approaching us over the moor , and i saw the dull red glow of a cigar . they were fitting us into their schedule . the fan overhead turned , but sweat still ran down her forehead . 