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Quinlan stared at that afghan Then he stared at Martha He’d be willing to wager that she had knitted the afghan No accounting for grandmothers Martha was a vicious cold-blooded killer

Martha laughed softly "Who? Why all of us, Ms Harper Our four gentlein rummy around their barrel? Yes, they look over everyone who drives in for refreshment at the World’s Greatest Ice Cream Shop

"Zeke down at the cafe eyes every tourist from hisin the kitchen When he’s too busy, then Nelda pays attention when folk take out their wallets to pay

"Sherry and Della run the souvenir shop in that little cottage close to the ocean cliffs They check out tourists there As you can ihed "Sometimes we’ve erred A pity One couple looked so very affluent, drove a Mercedes even, but we only found three hundred dollars, nothing else of any use All we could do was send Gus to Portland with the car to sell it It turned out it was leased That was close As I recall, Ralph refused to lay theht, you said they didn’t deserve it And we all agreed They weren’t honest with us They lied"

"Exactly right," Ralph Keaton said "I just wrapped them each in a cheap sheet, the dirty liars Helen wanted the narave ed it to Smith, so nondescript it was like they’d never even existed"

"This is a at each one of those old faces "Truly a You’re all mad I wonder what they’ll do with all of you Put you all on trial as mass murderers? Or just chuck you into an insane asylum?"

"I hear a helicopter," Reverend Hal Vorhees said "We’ve got to hurry, Martha"

"You’re going to shoot us?" Corey asked, stepping away froet aith killing all of us?"

"Of course we can," Purn Davies said, rising froun fro to lose Nothing at all Isn’t that right, Martha?"

"Perfectly right, Purn"

"You’re all senile and stupid!" Sally screamed