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"What do you think?" Cat asked after they had gone

"I’d like to knohat she was kicked out of school for," offered Carl

"So would I," said Annabelle

"Please, God," sighed Cat, "let it be prostitution"

"It’s not the kind of job you can turn down," replied Jack Croith more than a little exasperation

They were in the Zoo’seach other Jack sipped froht about a reply, said, "To understand that, you’d first have to buy it"

The young girl glanced briefly away then back to him "Well, you have to admit it’s pretty hard to believe" By God, I think she does believe! Jack thought suddenly

Or at least she’s trying

"What put you onto us, anyway?" he asked

She smiled "An old friend of my family owns the weekly newspaper that covered your last uh, ot into that little tohat’s it called?"

"Bradshaw, Indiana"

"Yes, Bradshaw Anyway, I got there two days after you’d left" She frowned "Nobody would talk about it by then But I got your address"

"Lucky you weren’t on time"

"I heard you’d had some trouble" He took a sip

"Some"

"Anyone hurt?"

"Seven"

"Was it serious?"

"Dead Seven dead"

She went pale "You’re joking! You can’t be serious!"

He just looked at her "Okay," he said