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"
So
,
"
she
said
.
"
Tell
me
what
’
s
going
on
.
I
’
ll
keep
your
secrets
if
you
keep
mine
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
any
of
yours
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
Well
,
you
know
that
it
was
my
idea
to
paint
this
thing
purple
,
thus
forcing
Paul
Gunther
to
become
such
an
object
of
scorn
and
derision
for
several
counties
around
that
he
was
forced
to
leave
town
entirely
.
We
were
kind
of
stoned
,
"
she
admitted
.
"
I
doubt
that
bit
of
it
’
s
much
of
a
secret
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
Everyone
in
Lakeside
must
have
known
.
It
’
s
a
stoner
sort
of
purple
.
"
And
then
she
said
,
very
quiet
,
very
fast
,
"
If
you
’
re
going
to
kill
me
please
don
’
t
hurt
me
.
I
shouldn
’
t
have
come
here
with
you
.
I
am
so
dumb
.
I
am
so
fucking
fucking
dumb
.
I
should
have
run
away
or
called
the
cops
when
I
first
saw
you
.
I
can
identify
you
.
Jesus
.
I
am
so
dumb
.
"
Shadow
sighed
.
"
I
’
ve
never
killed
anybody
.
Really
.
Now
I
’
m
going
to
take
you
to
the
Buck
,
"
he
said
.
"
Or
if
you
give
the
word
,
I
’
ll
turn
this
car
around
and
take
you
home
.
I
’
ll
buy
you
a
drink
,
if
you
’
re
actually
old
enough
to
drink
,
and
I
’
ll
buy
you
a
soda
if
you
’
re
not
.
Then
I
’
ll
take
you
back
to
Marguerite
,
deliver
you
safe
and
sound
,
and
hope
you
aren
’
t
going
to
call
the
cops
.
"
There
was
silence
as
they
crossed
the
bridge
.
"
Who
did
kill
those
men
?
"
she
asked
.
"
You
wouldn
’
t
believe
me
if
I
told
you
.
"
