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A for, lit up the torch, and opened a six-centi the plastic-sheathed wire inside it without so ood trick Amos killed the torch

“So,” Holden said again “How’s it going?”

Amos paused Turned to look at Holden

“Ah,” the biga conversation and I didn’t notice?”

“Kind of, yes,” Holden said

“Babs ratted me out” Amos’ voice was as calm as the surface of still water Holden was pretty certain so underneath it

“Look,” he said, “we didn’t get where we are by s you didn’t want pried into I don’t want to change that now But yes, Bobbie’s worried about you I aerous tiet off your chest, now is a better time than later”

Aot a little happy ent on that last run Opened up sooner than Babs would have liked I’ll rein in some if it makes her feel better”

“I don’t want to make an issue of it,” Holden said

“It ain’t an issue, then,” A back to the conduit He took a thick pair of pliers from his pocket, cla it out like he was

getting crab erous “I’ll play nice Cross my heart”

“Okay, then,” Holden said “Great Glad we had this talk”

“Anytime,” Amos said

Holden hesitated, turned, and walked away Bobbie was right He didn’t knoas going on in A definitely was He was hard-pressed to think what the good version of that looked like And if A off the rails, he had no idea ould cause it or how to fix it

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Bobbie