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"
Your
happy
home
in
the
months
to
come
.
And
now
,
because
good
things
come
in
threes
…
"
He
took
a
small
,
gift
-
wrapped
package
from
his
pocket
,
pushed
it
across
the
table
.
It
sat
beside
the
ketchup
bottle
with
the
black
smears
of
dried
ketchup
on
the
top
.
Shadow
made
no
move
to
take
it
.
"
Well
?
"
Reluctantly
,
Shadow
tore
open
the
red
wrapping
paper
,
to
reveal
a
fawn
-
colored
calfskin
wallet
,
shiny
from
use
.
It
was
obviously
somebody
’
s
wallet
.
Inside
the
wallet
was
a
driver
’
s
license
with
Shadow
’
s
photograph
on
it
,
in
the
name
of
Michael
Ainsel
,
with
a
Milwaukee
address
,
a
MasterCard
for
M
.
Ainsel
,
and
twenty
crisp
fifty
-
dollar
bills
.
Shadow
closed
the
wallet
,
put
it
into
an
inside
pocket
.
"
Thanks
,
"
he
said
.
"
Think
of
it
as
a
Christmas
bonus
.
Now
,
let
me
walk
you
down
to
the
Greyhound
.
I
shall
wave
to
you
as
you
ride
the
gray
dog
north
.
"
They
walked
outside
the
restaurant
.
Shadow
found
it
hard
to
believe
how
much
colder
it
had
gotten
in
the
last
few
hours
.
It
felt
too
cold
to
snow
,
now
.
Aggressively
cold
.
This
was
a
bad
winter
.
"
Hey
.
Wednesday
.
Both
of
the
scams
you
were
telling
me
about
—
the
violin
scam
and
the
bishop
one
,
the
bishop
and
the
cop
—
"
He
hesitated
,
trying
to
form
his
thought
,
to
bring
it
into
focus
.
"
What
of
them
?
"
Then
he
had
it
.
"
They
’
re
both
two
-
man
scams
.
One
guy
on
each
side
.
Did
you
used
to
have
a
partner
?
"
Shadow
’
s
breath
came
in
clouds
.
He
promised
himself
that
when
he
got
to
Lakeside
he
would
spend
some
of
his
Christmas
bonus
on
the
warmest
,
thickest
winter
coat
that
money
could
buy
.
