Pronzini, Bill (ed.) - The Deadly Arts / Пронзини, Билл (ред.) - Убийственное искусство [1985, EPUB, ENG]

Mr. Steinway BY ROBERT BLOCH

The first time I saw Leo, I thought he was dead. His hair was so black and his skin was so white—I’d never seen hands so pale and thin. They lay crossed on his chest, concealing the rhythm of his breathing. There was something almost repellent about him; he was thin and still and there was such a nothingness in his face. It was like a death mask that had been made a little too late, after the last trace of the living personality had forever fled. I stared down at Leo, shuddered a little, and started to move away. Then he opened his eyes, and I fell in love with him. . . .