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           Thiscarwasmovingveryslowly,andafteramomentawhitespotlightstabbedoutfromthepassengersideandranflickeringalongthewrought-ironfence.Hisheartsqueezedpainfullyinhischest.Itwasapolicecar,checkingthecemetery.

           Hepressedhimselftightagainstthetree,theroughbarkagainsthischeek,hopingmadlythatitwasbigenoughtoshieldhim.Thespotlightrantowardhim.Louisputhisheaddown,tryingtoshieldthewhiteblurofhisface.Thespotlightreachedthetree,disappearedforamoment,andthenreappearedonLouis’sright.Heslippedaroundthetreealittle.Hehadamomentaryglimpseofthedarkbubblesonthecruiser’sroof.Hewaitedforthetaillightstoflareabrighterred,forthedoorstoopen,forthespotlighttosuddenlyturnbackonitsballjoint,huntingforhimlikeabigwhitefinger.Heyyou!Youbehindthattree!Comeonoutwherewecanseeyou,andwewanttoseebothhandsempty!ComeoutNOW!

           Thepolicecarkeptongoing.Itreachedthecorner,signaledwithsedatepropriety,andturnedleft.Louiscollapsedbackagainstthetree,breathingfast,hismouthsouranddry.HesupposedtheywouldcruisepasthisparkedHonda,butthatdidn’treallymatter.Parkingfrom6P.M.to7A.M.waslegalonMasonStreet.Therewereplentyofothercarsparkedalongit.Theirownerswouldbelongtothescatteringofapartmentbuildingsontheothersideofthestreet.

           Louisfoundhimselfglancingupatthetreehehadhiddenbehind.

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