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What
is
there
to
win
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
"
admitted
Shadow
.
"
It
’
s
easier
to
believe
in
aliens
than
in
gods
,
"
said
Sam
.
"
Maybe
Mister
Town
and
Mister
Whatever
were
Men
in
Black
,
only
the
alien
kind
.
"
"
Maybe
they
were
,
at
that
,
"
said
Shadow
.
They
were
standing
on
the
sidewalk
outside
the
Buck
Stops
Here
and
Sam
stopped
.
She
looked
up
at
Shadow
,
and
her
breath
hung
on
the
night
air
like
a
faint
cloud
.
She
said
,
"
Just
tell
me
you
’
re
one
of
the
good
guys
.
"
"
I
can
’
t
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
I
wish
I
could
.
But
I
’
m
doing
my
best
.
"
She
looked
up
at
him
,
and
bit
her
lower
lip
.
Then
she
nodded
.
"
Good
enough
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
won
’
t
turn
you
in
.
You
can
buy
me
a
beer
.
"
Shadow
pushed
the
door
open
for
her
,
and
they
were
hit
by
a
blast
of
heat
and
music
,
enveloped
by
a
cloud
of
warmth
that
smelled
of
beer
and
hamburgers
.
They
went
inside
.
Sam
waved
at
some
friends
.
Shadow
nodded
to
a
handful
of
people
whose
faces
—
although
not
their
names
—
he
remembered
from
the
day
he
had
spent
searching
for
Alison
McGovern
,
or
who
he
had
met
in
Mabel
’
s
in
the
morning
.
Chad
Mulligan
was
standing
at
the
bar
,
with
his
arm
around
the
shoulders
of
a
small
red
-
haired
woman
—
the
kissing
cousin
,
Shadow
figured
.
He
wondered
what
she
looked
like
,
but
she
had
her
back
to
him
.
Chad
’
s
hand
raised
in
a
mock
salute
when
he
saw
Shadow
.
Shadow
grinned
,
and
waved
back
at
him
.
Shadow
looked
around
for
Hinzelmann
,
but
the
old
man
did
not
seem
to
be
there
this
evening
.
He
spied
a
free
table
at
the
back
and
started
walking
toward
it
.
