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"
Just
tell
me
you
’
re
not
an
escaped
convict
or
a
mass
murderer
or
something
.
"
He
thought
for
a
moment
.
"
You
know
,
I
’
m
really
not
.
"
"
You
had
to
think
about
it
though
,
didn
’
t
you
?
"
"
Done
my
time
.
Never
killed
anybody
.
"
"
Oh
.
"
They
entered
a
small
town
,
lit
up
by
streetlights
and
blinking
Christmas
decorations
,
and
Shadow
glanced
to
his
right
.
The
girl
had
a
tangle
of
short
dark
hair
and
a
face
that
was
both
attractive
and
,
he
decided
,
faintly
mannish
:
her
features
might
have
been
chiseled
out
of
rock
.
She
was
looking
at
him
.
"
What
were
you
in
prison
for
?
"
"
I
hurt
a
couple
of
people
real
bad
.
I
got
angry
.
"
"
Did
they
deserve
it
?
"
Shadow
thought
for
a
moment
.
"
I
thought
so
at
the
time
.
"
"
Would
you
do
it
again
?
"
