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“What are they up to?”
“It appears they’re hunting.”
“Not on Islesboro.”
“Hereabouts.”
“What’s the prey?”
“You remember that dead guy they found on the ferry?”
“Yeah.”
“He may not be as dead as we thought.”
“He spent a night on my garage floor, packed in ice, and he never complained.”
“That might have been some other guy.”
“Why do the Russians mind about that?”
“Apparently, they prefer their dead people actually dead. You think that’s unreasonable?”
“I guess not. Well, there is something to the rumor.”
“Which one?”
“The not-quite-dead rumor.”
“Where’d you get that?”
“From the horse’s mouth.”
“You sure it wasn’t from the horse’s ass?”
“It had teeth, a tongue, and could speak.”
“How solid was the horse?”
“Pretty solid. I had dinner with him the night before last.”
“And why do I need to know this?”
“He’ll be landing there in an hour or two, in a V-tailed Bonanza.”
“I hope he makes it through the gusts.”
“It’s okay. It’s had the mod.”
“Is he going to bother me?”
“He might, but he’ll call first.”
“He’d better, if he don’t like holes in his head. Why’s he coming?”
“He needs a rest, and he wants to get away from the Russians.”
Rawls laughed aloud.
