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Wednesday
shook
his
head
.
"
It
’
s
too
risky
.
Retrieving
it
could
be
problematic
.
They
’
ll
be
looking
for
it
.
"
"
Is
it
stolen
?
"
Wednesday
looked
affronted
.
"
Not
a
bit
of
it
.
The
papers
are
in
the
glove
compartment
.
"
"
And
the
keys
?
"
"
I
’
ve
got
them
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
My
nephew
,
Harry
Bluejay
,
has
an
’
81
Buick
.
Why
don
’
t
you
give
me
the
keys
to
your
camper
?
You
can
take
his
car
.
"
Wednesday
bristled
.
"
What
kind
of
trade
is
that
?
"
Whiskey
Jack
shrugged
.
"
You
know
how
hard
it
will
be
to
bring
back
your
camper
from
where
you
abandoned
it
?
I
’
m
doing
you
a
favor
.
Take
it
or
leave
it
.
I
don
’
t
care
.
"
He
closed
his
knife
-
wound
mouth
.
Wednesday
looked
angry
,
and
then
the
anger
became
rue
,
and
he
said
,
"
Shadow
,
give
the
man
the
keys
to
the
Winnebago
.
"
Shadow
passed
the
car
keys
to
Whiskey
Jack
.
"
Johnny
,
"
said
Whiskey
Jack
,
"
will
you
take
these
men
down
to
find
Harry
Bluejay
?
Tell
him
I
said
for
him
to
give
them
his
car
.
"
