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The cab driver noticed you particularly? Mason asked. I got to the hospital in time to spend a full hour with Karen. That was pretty much all there was there. You wanted to talk about Sara? When I sat down at the table Gallops said to me,Id sure admire to buy this lunch for you and Brother Murfin. Thats what we were to him then. Brother Murfin and Brother Longmire. We called him Brother Gallops because he seemed to think thats what everybody called each other in labor unions. Dear sir and brother. Whatever the hell Grimes was up to, I was pretty sure he was going to make this a long and terrible night. She swung quickly, moving with such a sure sense of balance that the canoe hardly swayed. She reached into the bow, raised an object which glistened in the moonlight, and extended it to the lawyer.There are the dowagers diamonds, she said. She added by way of explanation,If anything had happened, and hed stopped to think it over, he might have called my husband, and if he had... well, you cant tellwhat would have happened. This is the last chance I have, Mr. Mason. At least, its the only thing I could think of. If that hadn’t gone through we’d have had to start from scratch. Why? In my youth, which I sometimes enjoy thinking of as misspent, I was a bit of an over-achiever in a limited kind of way. Or perhaps I was simply in a hurry although a bit unsure of my destination. If any. But by the time I was thirty-two I had been a student, a police reporter, a state legislator, a foreign correspondent, a political gunslinger, and some even thought, mistakenly, a secret agent of sorts. Now at forty-three I was a poetaster and a goatherd, providing that two Nubian goats could be considered a herd. Devine turned the corner and neared a sliver of an opening between two buildings where a Dumpster and lines of trash and recycling bins were kept. This must be the place the ass-hole had been referring to. Beyond these articles, a brick wall faced him. Yes, I said, I can. I might at that, she admitted, pulling the wet garment away from the skin. It clings, and sticks, and I suppose its darn near transparent. But… I think he keeps the dog there much of the time when hes expecting people around the house, doesnt he? Mr. Fisher, this is Egil Krogar. ..