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"Yeah. 'Knights in White Satin.' "

"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."

"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.

"Yeah. 'Knights in White Satin.' "

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

"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."

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."

"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.

"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.

"He mentioned it, yeah."

"He mentioned it, yeah."

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

"Remember the last time?"

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."

"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."

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

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

"Yeah. 'Knights in White Satin.' "

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."

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

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

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

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

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

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