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Mid-Air

           Numberthree,bydaybreakneitheroneofthosechopperswillbeabletoflybecauseit’sgoingtosnowlikecrazy,accordingtotheNationalWeatherService.Doyouunderstandthesituation?"

           "Yeah,"Hallorannhadsaidsoftly."Iunderstand."

           "NowmyguessastowhyIcouldn’traisethemontheCBisverysimple.Idon’tknowwhattimeitiswhereyouare,butouthereit’snine-thirty.Ithinktheymayhaveturneditoffandgonetobed.Nowifyou-"

           "Goodluckwithyourclimbers,man,"Hallorannsaid."ButIwantyoutoknowthattheyarenottheonlyoneswhoarestuckuphighbecausetheydidn’tknowwhattheyweregettinginto."

           Hehadhungupthephone.

           ***

           At7:20A.M.theTWA747backedlumberinglyoutofitsstall,turned,androlledouttowardtherunway.Hallorannletoutalong,soundlessexhale.CarltonVecker,whereveryouare,eatyourheartout.

           Flight196partedcompanywiththegroundat7:28,andat7:31,asitgainedaltitude,thethought-pistolwentoffinDickHallorann’sheadagain.Hisshouldershuncheduselesslyagainstthesmelloforangesandthenjerkedspasmodically.Hisforeheadwrinkled,hismouthdrewdowninagrimaceofpain.

           (!!!DICKPLEASECOMEQUICKWE’REINBADTROUBLEDICKWENEED)

           Andthatwasall.Itwassuddenlygone.Nofadingoutthistime.Thecommunicationhadbeenchoppedoffcleanly,asifwithaknife.Itscaredhim

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