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“What ae man? No, I threw it back It was an old rotted boot, Sam”

Saesture “Okay, okay Go on He started shouting questions at you and”

“Then the phone rang”

“That was me”

“He asked if I was expecting anyone and I said yes, thinking he would leave He didn’t He dragged me to the car and drove me out to that place, whatever it was That’s it The rest you know”

“He had it on him,” Sam muttered “I should’ve searched him”

“HowThere was no label, no writing—just some kind of weird symbol”

“What kind of symbol?”

“I don’t re soht knohat it was”

“Remi, do you mind?” Sam asked

She was already up, retrieving their laptop, which she set on the coffee table and powered up Thirty seconds later she said “Here, is this it, Ted?” She turned the laptop for him to see

He squinted at the screen, then nodded “Yep, that’s it See, it’s nothing”

Sam scooted closer to Remi and looked at the picture As described, it looked like the concave bottoreen wine bottle In the center of the punt was the symbol Remi zoomed in until they could make it out:

Sam said, “That doesn’t look even remotely familiar You?”

“No,” Re to you, Ted?”