She closed the bulkhead, shot the bolt, and
stood back, surveying the puddly driveway and the grass, which looked as though
a heavy dew had fallen upon it. If whoever that is hears something - or even if
I hear something and think he might have heard something - I will kill him, or
them, then you, then myself. This was shortly, after he had asked the
traditional when-the-sleeper-wakes question and she had told him he was in the
little town of Sidewinder, Colorado. She closed the bulkhead, shot the bolt,
and stood back, surveying the puddly driveway and the grass, which looked as
though a heavy dew had fallen upon it.
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