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versus that fucking beeper on the wall-”
“It’s okay Wireman gripped my shoulder”These
burglars didn’t take; they left
“You don’t really believe Miss Eastlake’s dead
sisters paid you another visit, do you?” Jack
asked
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April afternoon, with a ton of sunlight pouring
down and reflecting off the Gulf, but it didn’t
“In Scooby Doo, it would turn out to be the crazy
librarian,” Jack said”You know, trying to scare
you off the Key so he could keep the treasure for
himself
“Suppose those small tracks were made by Tessie
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“Let’s go upstairs,” I said at last”I want to
look in the basket
We went up (avoiding the tracks – not to preserve
them, but simply because none of us wanted to step
on them) to Little PinkThe picnic basket,
looking just like the one I’d drawn with the red
pen I’d pilfered from Gene Hadlock’s examining
room, was sitting on the carpet, but my eyes were
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“You can believe I beat a hasty retreat when I saw
that,” Jack said
I could believe it, but I felt no urge to retreatI was drawn forward instead,
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of night – maybe while Elizabeth had been dying,
maybe while I’d been having sex with Pam for the
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her – a finger had dipped into my paintWhose
finger? I didn’t knowWhat color? That was
obvious: redThe letters that staggered and
draggled and dripped their way across the canvas
were redThey almost seemed to
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“Found art,” I said in a dry, rattlebox voice that
hardly sounded like my own
“Is that what it is?” Wireman asked The letters seemed to waver in front of me,
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