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"You're the one who ran," I say under my breath.

"You lied to them."

"It's the only other place he could've hidden it."

Slush sprays the undercarriage of the car as the suspension dances over a pothole.

"Damn it." Gil brings the Saab to a halt and gets out. "Paul"

"What do we do?" Gil says, beside him.

"It's the only other place he could've hidden it."

"You lied to them."

"Paul" I get out of the car, trying to keep my voice at a whisper.

"He's still at the police station," Paul says, almost to himself. "The lights are off."

"Paul" I get out of the car, trying to keep my voice at a whisper.

"Damn it." Gil brings the Saab to a halt and gets out. "Paul"

"Jesus, Paul," I say. "How do even you know the blueprint is here?"

"He's still at the police station," Paul says, almost to himself. "The lights are off."

"I'm the one who called the police too," he says.

"We can't do this," I say as I walk toward them, trying for some authority.

"Vincent. This morning."

"He knew he had nothing on me. So he started in on your dad."

"It's the only other place he could've hidden it."

A light in the neighboring house comes on, but Paul pays no attention. He paces up to Taft's front porch and puts his ear to the door, gently rapping.

"You lied to them."

But Paul is already inside, scanning the first floor. Without a word, he's deep into the house.

"Damn it." Gil brings the Saab to a halt and gets out. "Paul"

"He knew he had nothing on me. So he started in on your dad."

"He's still at the police station," Paul says, almost to himself. "The lights are off."

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