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Hunter stopped for one last look down the slope before walking ahead past the truck to the Corvette and taking his place behind the wheel Rao stood beside him All the rest were already aboard: Ann and Wanda in the Corvette, the Hixons and Ida in the cab of the truck, the re five men crowded in the back of the truck with Ray Hanks Hunter didn&039;t like the arrangeht since Doc&039;s death: everything was cold and hard and clumsy and uncomfortable, like his own insides

He hadn&039;t wanted to take command, he&039;d tried to wish it on Doddsy, but Hixon had just looked at him steadily and said: "I think Doc would have picked you," and that had settled it

He hated estion they use the momentum pistol to move some boulders to block the road; he&039;d answered that one by pointing out there was a bare one-eighth charge left in the gun, if the violet scalewhether they should take Mulholland or backtrack all the way to Vandenberg Two; he&039;d tabled that one until they came to that particular crossroad - and then had to suffer the private criticisranted they&039;d continue their pursuit of Morton Opperly, especially now that they had his note saying he was going to Vandenberg Two Margo told Hunter he should have s this clear to everyone froh that only underlined the gloo Doc had said that they&039;d laughed at, and Wojtowicz had replied: "I was just asking hiain to take the hat off, that it was bad luck, and he said to me, "Wojtowicz, when you&039;re as bald as I am and aren&039;t allowed to hide it any more, you&039;ll know that&039;s worse luck!&039;"

The Ra his head sadly: "I warned hi that sounded like, "The sin of pride"

Wojtowicz had called the Ras out by saying: I&039; to hubris - the sort of high optiods jealous, so that they destroyed them"

Wojtowicz had flared back: "Greeks or not, I don&039;t care, nobody&039;s going to say anything against Doc!"

Now Hunter looked down at that sa cruht of Doc down there with the three murderers, all the same meat to the buzzards

"God," hehi stupidthe hat up so He smoothed out the brim and, when a lull came in the breeze, ski to land on the rim, and how horribly inept that would ht

Rao&039;s on the other side Her face and reddish hair were still blackly streaked, her li clothes a tramp clown&039;s costume

"God knows it&039;s not any monument," she said in a low voice, huskily, "but Doc laid ht"

Hunter&039;s eyes filled up He said chokily: "The fornicating old buzzard!"

Off in the distance, very faintly, he heard the whine of a motor It seemed to come from the direction of the freeway

"Do you hear that, Mr Hunter?" young McHeath called, crouching in the back end of the truck, his rifle ready Hunter re drunken kids" would be co