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"What for? He's long gone."

"Well, here we are," she said, a bit too brightly. "Another night, another motel. Decker, we're in a rut."

"Well, here we are," she said, a bit too brightly. "Another night, another motel. Decker, we're in a rut."

"Remember the last time?"

"Yeah. 'Knights in White Satin.' "

"Go ahead." Decker slumped back on the bed and closed his eyes. Soon he heard water running in the bathroom. He wished it were rain.

"Yeah. 'Knights in White Satin.' "

Decker said, "He forgot his plane ticket." Not to mention the insistent New Orleans bail bondsman; the airline disturbance was a federal rap.

"He mentioned it, yeah."

"What for? He's long gone."

"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.

"Well, here we are," she said, a bit too brightly. "Another night, another motel. Decker, we're in a rut."

Lanie came out, still dripping. Already the purple ligature bars were fading.

"Well, don't get too damn excited," she said, scowling. She wrapped herself in the towel.

"Rough day," Decker said.

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."

"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.

Decker said, "He forgot his plane ticket." Not to mention the insistent New Orleans bail bondsman; the airline disturbance was a federal rap.

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

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."

"Remember the last time?"

Lanie came out, still dripping. Already the purple ligature bars were fading.

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

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

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

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