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He opened the water, gulping the contents, fell back on the bed, and tried to clear his head. XXX In the door, upstairs, she pushed the cold steel nose of the pistol into his spine as he walked to his room. When he woke again, it was daylight, but he wasn’t in his bed, his hands and feet were still shackled but he was in a box, a pillow under his head, and he was looking into the dead face of Sandy. If I think of anything else, I’ll bring that too.”
She went and finding the place he’d stuffed her and Sandy’s clothes, put on the best of it, threw a blanket over Eddie as he lay on the bed, the couple of headache pills woefully inadequate for his throbbing