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"
"
Yoopie
?
"
"
Upper
Peninsula
.
UP
.
Yoopie
.
Where
the
Yoopers
come
from
.
It
’
s
the
little
chunk
of
Michigan
to
the
northeast
.
"
The
chief
of
police
came
back
.
He
picked
up
the
hot
chocolate
and
slurped
it
.
"
Mabel
,
"
he
said
,
"
are
you
forcing
this
nice
young
man
to
eat
one
of
your
pasties
?
"
"
It
’
s
good
,
"
said
Shadow
.
It
was
,
too
—
a
savory
delight
wrapped
in
hot
pastry
.
"
They
go
straight
to
the
belly
,
"
said
Chad
Mulligan
,
patting
his
own
stomach
.
"
I
warn
you
.
Okay
.
So
,
you
need
a
car
?
"
With
his
parka
off
,
he
was
revealed
as
a
lanky
man
with
a
round
,
apple
-
belly
gut
on
him
.
He
looked
harassed
and
competent
,
more
like
an
engineer
than
a
cop
.
Shadow
nodded
,
mouth
full
.
"
Right
.
I
made
some
calls
.
Justin
Liebowitz
’
s
selling
his
jeep
,
wants
four
thousand
dollars
for
it
,
will
settle
for
three
.
The
Gunthers
have
had
their
Toyota
4Runner
for
sale
for
eight
months
,
ugly
sonofabitch
,
but
at
this
point
they
’
d
probably
pay
you
to
take
it
out
of
their
driveway
.
And
if
you
don
’
t
care
about
ugly
,
it
’
s
got
to
be
a
great
deal
.
I
used
the
phone
in
the
men
’
s
room
,
left
a
message
for
Missy
Gunther
down
at
Lakeside
Realty
,
but
she
wasn
’
t
in
yet
,
probably
getting
her
hair
done
down
at
Sheila
’
s
.
"
The
pasty
remained
good
as
Shadow
chewed
his
way
through
it
.
It
was
astonishingly
filling
.
"
Stick
-
to
-
your
-
ribs
food
,
"
as
his
mother
would
have
said
.
"
Sticks
to
your
sides
.
"
