I remembered the woman I'd seen---black bathing-suit and blackshorts somehow combining to give her an exotic cocktail-party lookandnodded. The old man sat in his chair, head lowered, grinning sallowly upat me and looking like something raised from the dead. After making Janey swear she'd never tel a soul, he explained that through a legal technicality he'd b I wanted to be out of here.
Our fingers were touching, and she was lookingat me with disconcerting steadiness. Yes, you bet. Think so,babe. She waved a hand and said, Webb, wait for me outside.
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