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Hank was suddenly unsure if he liked Stratton at all. By the end of training I was disappointed. There was a good view of the river, four squat gun towers, and a man driving a white pickup truck down the space between the fences, patrolling. Inside the inner fence, in what was clearly the prisoners yard, there was no grass, only dirt, prisoners standing around in blue shirts and tan pants, there were two separate areas, it looked like weightlifting benches. Instead, it was more like they were marching through a green cathedral.
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Cholon watched him carefully too, but he was not fooled, sensing that his master was troubled. Finally he decided to speak, as a way of breaking the growing tension. He placed them faceup on the table. Whatever his move was going to be she had to be ready. She hoped she could figure it out seconds before and be of help, or, if not, avoid being a liability.
Two adults and two children together made it easier. He moved ahead of them along a parallel street and was already watching the centre from four blocks away before they arrived. After the man had left the woman and children where he had met them it was easy to keep him in sight while he walked down the street looking for a taxi. Grizzlies relied on their other senses as much as if not more than their eyes, their noses most of all. The man was about to loose a shaft at the Heuses. Setting down the Henry, Fargo took a long leap and launched himself from shore.
The urge, weeks later, to hack off the pain-racked, useless hunk of meat dangling from his left wrist. But Lipschitz had only nodded in that irritating way of his. What are you feeling at this moment. Let him have your launch and tell him to head for the bank and run for his life. But believe me, if we stay, we all die.
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He grunted and dropped to his knees, then fell sideways next to the wall, blood trickling down his cheek. The tall, strongly built African wore camouflage uniform and dark sunglasses. He looked quite amused with his find. All he could do was look at the man. And right now he just needed to get through.
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