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“
So
the
other
four
,
what
happened
?
”
I
ask
.
“
One
met
someone
else
.
The
other
three
wanted
—
more
.
I
wasn
’
t
in
the
market
for
more
then
.
”
“
And
the
others
?
”
I
press
.
He
glances
at
me
briefly
and
just
shakes
his
head
.
“
Just
didn
’
t
work
out
.
”
Whoa
,
a
bucketload
of
information
to
process
.
I
glance
in
the
side
mirror
of
the
car
,
and
I
notice
the
soft
swell
of
pink
and
aquamarine
in
the
sky
behind
the
car
.
Dawn
is
following
us
.
“
Where
are
we
headed
?
”
I
ask
,
perplexed
,
gazing
out
at
Interstate
95
.
We
’
re
heading
south
,
that
’
s
all
I
know
.
“
An
airfield
.
”
“
We
’
re
not
going
back
to
Seattle
,
are
we
?
”
I
gasp
,
alarmed
.
I
haven
’
t
said
good
-
bye
to
my
mom
.
Jeez
,
she
’
s
expecting
us
for
dinner
.
He
laughs
.
“
No
,
Anastasia
,
we
’
re
going
to
indulge
in
my
second
favorite
pastime
.
”
