In reality, Mr Gray thought, she must have been broad-shouldered and muscular. Jonesy could see himself die on television. Henry looked for her tracks and saw none. But this wasn't a place you needed a passport to visit.
Nobody can sustain so much pain, over so brief a period, the loss of so many loved ones, without goinginto a spiral. The voice that followed came through loud and clear — its owner might have been sitting there in the Hummer with them. They'll come in and ask where the other one went, because they're after him. In that moment the Arctic Cat flashed past and Henry recognized the figure which straddled it, the person who was generating the redblack cloud which now filled Henry's head like a dry fever.
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