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Crow closed his eyes and a great dark wave of tension seeard," Weinstock said, "but there’s still everything that went on at the farht You’ll have to really be there for her, buddy More than ever, ith Mark and Connie and all…"

"I know About Connie…did she sufferfrom the time she was attacked"

"God I just can’t believe this It’s like Ruger and Boyd had soh?"

Weinstock shook his head "Who the hell knohat goes on innew on Terry?"

"Not ery and into ICU but--"

"Are you talking about Mayor Wolfe?" a voice asked

Weinstock stopped and wheeled around to where Neas struggling to sit up in the chair by theThe little reporter blinked like a turtle and fisted sleep out of his eyes

"You!" Weinstock said, pointing a finger at hi between theuy that broke the Ruger story"

Weinstock inhaled through his nose "In that case get the hell out And INewton back to his seat

Weinstock’s face was alight with anger "Crow…there are so to want him to hear Trust me on this"

"Don’t be too sure A lot of stuff happened yesterday and Neith me You can speak openly"

"No way…not in front of a reporter"

"Saul, I don’t think there’s anything you can tell me that he won’t be ready to hear"

"No" This time it was Neho said it

Crow and Weinstock both looked at him "Hey, Newt, you can’t bail out on me now"

"Crow…honestly, I don’t kno otten my head wrapped aroundyesterday I need to stop thinking about this It’s all too…" He stopped and just stood there, small and defeated, hands jammed defensively into his pockets

Weinstock arched an eyebrow at Croho sighed "S’okay, dude I guess I didn’t give you a lot of tih yesterday…well, I’lad I had a friend withCrow’s face for the lie, but not finding it "Thanks," he et some sleep, and meet me back here later today? Try to put this stuff out of your mind for a while"

Newton smiled at the absurdity of the concept "What do you think the chances are that I’ll ever be able to do that?" He sketched a wave, picked up his soiled jacket, and shambled out of the roouy, Saul A little fussy at first, but he kind of stepped up It’s just that yesterday ell, when I tell you the whole thing you’ll understand"

Crow sat down on the edge of the bed and Weinstock dragged the chair over For a fullfor a second at a ti away Crow leaned on his forear boots; Weinstock leaned back and studied the blankness of the speckled acoustic ceiling tiles

After a while Crow took a breath "You want to start?"

Weinstock barked an ugly little laugh "Not really"

"Me neither"

The tide of silence washed back and forth between them for a while before Weinstock finally said, "The probleht up to it I don’t kno to start"