Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           Hehadafeelingsomethingwaswrong.Drivingbacktowork,hedecidedheneededhelp.

           "Comeon,guys,"hesaidoutloud."We’reintrouble.""That’sallright,Allen,"saidArthur."Keepdriving.""Don’tyouwanttotakeover?"

           "I’drathernotdrive.I’mneversteadyonAmericanroads.Justkeepgoing."

           "Doyouhaveanyideawhat’sgoingon?"Allenasked.

           "I’vebeensopreoccupiedwithmyresearchduringthismix-uptimethatIdon’treallyknow,butIsuspectsomeoftheundesirableshavebeenstealingtimeandcommittingcrimes.""Itriedtotellyou."

           "IreallydofeelweneedRagen,"Arthursaid."Canyoufindhim?"

           "I’vetried.Jesus,he’sneveraroundwhenyouneedhim.""Letmetry.Justkeepyourattentionfocusedonyourdriving."

           Arthursearchedhismind,peeringinwardintothedarknessbeyondthespot.Hesawimagesoftheothers,someasleepintheirbeds,somesittingintheshadows.Theundesirablesrefusedtolookathim—havingbanishedthemfromthespot,henolongerhadanyholdoverthem.FinallyhefoundRagen—playingwithChristene.

           "You’reneeded,Ragen.Ibelievesomeonehascommittedacrimeorcrimes,andwemaynowbeindanger."

           "Isnotmyproblem,"Ragensaid."Ididnotcommitthesecrimes.