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

"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."

"Ah." Moody Blues. The man was a child of the Sixties.

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

"He mentioned it, yeah."

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

"Rough day," Decker said.

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

"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.

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

"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."

"Ah." Moody Blues. The man was a child of the Sixties.

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."

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

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

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

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."

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

"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.

"Remember the last time?"

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

"Rough day," Decker said.

"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."

"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."

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