Crawford was studying her now. “You never got that gunpowder out of your cheek.”
Grains of burnt powder from the revolver of the late Jame Gumb marked her cheekbone with a black spot.
"Never had time," Starling said.
"Do you know what the French call a beauty spot, a mouche like that, high on the cheek? Do you know what it stands for?” Crawford owned a sizable library on tattoos, body symbology, ritual mutilation.
Starling shook her head.
"They call that one ‘courage,’" Crawford said. "You can wear that one. I’d keep it if I were you."
Hannibal, Thomas Harris.