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

Decker was past the point of being surprised. "A song," he repeated. "Skink was singing?"

"Remember the last time?"

Decker perked up. "So you know about Skink?"

"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."

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

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

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

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

Decker perked up. "So you know about Skink?"

"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.

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

"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.

"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.

"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 else did he mention?"

"I could call the cops, you know."

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

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."

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

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

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

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

"I could call the cops, you know."

"Yeah. 'Knights in White Satin.' "

"What else did he mention?"

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

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