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           Yougotmycard?"

           "Yes,sir."

           "Youhangontoit,"saidAndyHaddock."Youcallme."

           Thepolicecardroveoff,andWednesdayshuffledbackthroughthesnowtodealwiththesmalllineofpeoplewhowerewaitingtogivehimtheirmoney.

           "Sheokay?"askedthemanager,puttinghisheadaroundthedoor."Yourgirlfriend?"

           "Itwasthebattery,"saidShadow."NowIjustgottowait."

           "Women,"saidthemanager."Ihopeyoursisworthwaitingfor."

           Winterdarknessdescended,theafternoonslowlygrayingintonight.Lightswenton.MorepeoplegaveWednesdaytheirmoney.Suddenly,asifatsomesignalShadowcouldnotsee,Wednesdaywalkedovertothewall,removedtheOUTOFORDERsigns,andtrudgedacrosstheslushyroad,headingforthecarpark.Shadowwaitedaminute,thenfollowedhim.

           Wednesdaywassittinginthebackofthecar.Hehadopenedthemetalcaseandwasmethodicallylayingeverythinghehadbeengivenoutonthebackseatinneatpiles.

           "Drive,"hesaid."We’reheadingfortheFirstIllinoisBankoveronStateStreet."

           "Repeatperformance?"askedShadow."Isn’tthatkindofpushingyourluck?"

           "Notatall,"saidWednesday."We’regoingtodoalittlebanking.