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Gil doesn't even hear us. Shaken by the sight of Taft's house, he lightens pressure on the brakes, letting us roll in neutral, prepared to go back. Just as his foot begins to engage the clutch, though, Paul yanks the door handle and stumbles out onto the curb.

Gil doesn't even hear us. Shaken by the sight of Taft's house, he lightens pressure on the brakes, letting us roll in neutral, prepared to go back. Just as his foot begins to engage the clutch, though, Paul yanks the door handle and stumbles out onto the curb.

"Paul" I get out of the car, trying to keep my voice at a whisper.

"He knew he had nothing on me. So he started in on your dad."

Slush sprays the undercarriage of the car as the suspension dances over a pothole.

"He knew he had nothing on me. So he started in on your dad."

I can hear it in his voice, the accusation sneaking in. Everything returns to the moment I pushed Taft.

"He's still at the police station," Paul says, almost to himself. "The lights are off."

The wind hisses around the door as he opens it, muffling his words. I can see Paul mouth something to us, pointing at the house. He begins hiking toward it in the snow.

"I'm the one who called the police too," he says.

"You're the one who ran," I say under my breath.

Gil doesn't even hear us. Shaken by the sight of Taft's house, he lightens pressure on the brakes, letting us roll in neutral, prepared to go back. Just as his foot begins to engage the clutch, though, Paul yanks the door handle and stumbles out onto the curb.

But Paul is already inside, scanning the first floor. Without a word, he's deep into the house.

"That's why the police took Vincent in," he says. "I told them I saw Vincent near Dickinson when Bill was shot."

"Jesus, Paul," I say. "How do even you know the blueprint is here?"

"You're the one who ran," I say under my breath.

"What do we do?" Gil says, beside him.

Paul knocks again, then pulls a ring of keys from his pocket and cradles one into the slot. Putting a shoulder into the wood, he sweeps the door forward. Hinges squeal.

"What do we do?" Gil says, beside him.

"You're the one who ran," I say under my breath.

The wind hisses around the door as he opens it, muffling his words. I can see Paul mouth something to us, pointing at the house. He begins hiking toward it in the snow.

I can hear it in his voice, the accusation sneaking in. Everything returns to the moment I pushed Taft.

The wind hisses around the door as he opens it, muffling his words. I can see Paul mouth something to us, pointing at the house. He begins hiking toward it in the snow.

"It's the only other place he could've hidden it."

"Is this it?" Gil says.

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