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"
Wait
a
minute
,
"
I
said
.
"
What
is
it
?
"
"
You
got
a
couple
of
big
black
bastards
in
there
who
are
gonna
kick
my
ass
and
roll
me
?
"
"
No
,
there
’
s
nobody
in
there
.
I
live
with
a
girl
friend
and
she
’
s
not
home
.
She
works
at
the
Broadway
Department
Store
.
"
"
Give
me
the
key
.
"
I
opened
the
door
slowly
and
then
kicked
it
wide
with
my
foot
.
I
looked
inside
.
I
had
my
steel
but
I
didn
’
t
reach
.
She
closed
the
door
behind
us
.
"
Come
on
in
the
bedroom
,
"
she
said
.
"
Wait
a
minute
.
.
.
"
I
ripped
open
a
closet
door
and
reaching
in
felt
behind
the
clothing
.
Nothing
.
"
What
kind
of
shit
are
you
on
,
man
?
"
