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She pressed her leg against the bottoh She walked to the pickup truck and coate

Good Good They were very close to being the saht The tank was maybe two inches lohich meant it would have to be lifted Lifted and shoved But there would be a system, had to be, because Heret refills

“Cookie Look around for a toolbox”

First things first She made sure the nozzle was off

Then she rued in the toolbox Cookie had retrieved until she found a wrench that fit the pipe fitting The coupling that attached the hose to the tank was frozen up

“Let ested

Cookie was at least twice Lana’s weight The coupling gave way

Lana pointed to the rafters A heavy chain hung down from a series of pulleys There was a hook on the end of the chain, and an eyebolt on the gas tank’s frame

“Jim would have had to refill the tank froot the tank into his truck”

Cookie hauled the hook down The chain clanked and cah the well-oiled pulley

Cookie hoisted himself heavily up onto the framework and attached the hook to the eyebolt

“Okay Good,” Lana said “Now I’et the key”

So in her tone o with you Me and Patrick It’s not safe out there”

“I know,” Lana said “But if so, I want to know I have someone I trust who can take care of Patrick”

That was the wrong thing to say if her goal was to soothe Cookie His eyes ide, his chin tre