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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.

"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."

"Remember the last time?"

"I told you, he didn't say a damn thing, just sang this song over and over."

"What else did he mention?"

"Rough day," Decker said.

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

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

"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.

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

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

"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.

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

"I told you, he didn't say a damn thing, just sang this song over and over."

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

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."

"Remember the last time?"

"Remember the last time?"

"Remember the last time?"

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

"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.

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."

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