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"
Feeling
better
now
,
sir
?
"
asked
Stone
.
"
I
guess
.
"
"
So
why
don
’
t
you
tell
us
what
happened
this
evening
,
sir
?
"
"
We
did
some
tourist
stuff
.
Went
to
the
House
on
the
Rock
.
Went
out
for
some
food
.
You
know
the
rest
.
"
Stone
sighed
,
heavily
.
Wood
shook
his
head
,
as
if
disappointed
,
and
kicked
Shadow
in
the
kneecap
.
The
pain
was
excruciating
.
Then
Wood
pushed
a
fist
slowly
into
Shadow
’
s
back
,
just
above
the
right
kidney
,
and
he
twisted
his
fist
,
and
the
pain
was
worse
for
Shadow
than
the
pain
in
his
knee
.
I
’
m
bigger
than
either
of
them
,
he
thought
.
I
can
take
them
.
But
they
were
armed
;
and
even
if
he
—
somehow
—
killed
or
subdued
them
both
,
he
’
d
still
be
locked
in
the
cell
with
them
.
(
But
he
’
d
have
a
gun
.
He
’
d
have
two
guns
.
)
(
No
.
)
Wood
was
keeping
his
hands
away
from
Shadow
’
s
face
.
No
marks
.
Nothing
permanent
:
just
fists
and
feet
on
his
torso
and
knees
.
It
hurt
,
and
Shadow
clutched
the
Liberty
dollar
tight
in
the
palm
of
his
hand
,
and
waited
for
it
to
be
over
.
And
after
far
too
long
a
time
the
beating
ended
.
"
We
’
ll
see
you
in
a
couple
of
hours
,
sir
,
"
said
Stone
.
"
You
know
,
Woody
really
hated
to
have
to
do
that
.
We
’
re
reasonable
men
.
Like
I
said
,
we
are
the
good
guys
.
You
’
re
on
the
wrong
side
.
Meantime
,
why
don
’
t
you
try
to
get
a
little
sleep
?
"
