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"He's not much of a crooner," Lanie grumbled.

"He mentioned it, yeah."

"Those are first-rate," Decker said, but he had nothing more plausible to offer in the way of Skink theories. A bomber for the Weather Underground. Owsley's secret chemist. Lead singer for the Grass Roots. Take your pick.

"He'll be fine," Lanie said. "Put him on a highway and he'll eat his way home."

Not so long, Lanie thought, maybe fifteen minutes. "Mind if I take a shower?"

Decker had always been a sucker for fresh-out-of-the-shower women. With considerable effort he pushed ahead with purposeful conversation. "Dennis told you I was here."

"Yeah. 'Knights in White Satin.' "

"As long as he didn't hurt you."

"I could call the cops, you know."

"He didn't try to pork me, no," Lanie said, "and he didn't stick electrodes into my eyeballs, if that's what you mean. But he's still totally nuts."

She reached over and took his hand. "Don't worry about your weird friend, he'll find his way back to Harney."

She reached over and took his hand. "Don't worry about your weird friend, he'll find his way back to Harney."

She reached over and took his hand. "Don't worry about your weird friend, he'll find his way back to Harney."

"What else did he mention?"

"I mean, besides tying you up," Decker said.

"Just about Dickie and the tournament, that's all," Lanie said. She sat on the bed and crossed her legs. "What's with you? I came all this way and you act like I've got a disease."

"Remember the last time?"

"He's not much of a crooner," Lanie grumbled.

"Yeah. 'Knights in White Satin.' "

"He's a legend," Lanie said. She started unbuttoning Decker's shirt. "One rumor is he's a mass murderer from Oregon. Another says he's ex-CIA, helped kill Trujillo. One story goes he's hiding from the Warren Commission."

"I could call the cops, you know."

"He mentioned it, yeah."

"He'll be fine," Lanie said. "Put him on a highway and he'll eat his way home."

"I told you, he didn't say a damn thing, just sang this song over and over."

She reached over and took his hand. "Don't worry about your weird friend, he'll find his way back to Harney."

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