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"
What
?
"
"
Out
there
.
Where
the
car
is
.
"
Liz
unlocked
the
doors
.
"
You
make
sure
that
orange
uniform
comes
right
back
here
,
"
she
said
to
the
deputy
.
"
The
last
felon
we
sent
down
to
Lafayette
,
we
never
saw
the
uniform
again
.
They
cost
the
county
money
.
"
They
walked
Shadow
out
to
the
sally
port
,
where
a
car
was
waiting
.
It
wasn
’
t
a
sheriff
’
s
-
department
car
.
It
was
a
black
town
car
.
Another
deputy
,
a
grizzled
white
guy
with
a
moustache
,
stood
by
the
car
,
smoking
a
cigarette
.
He
crushed
it
out
underfoot
as
they
came
close
,
and
opened
the
back
door
for
Shadow
.
Shadow
sat
down
,
awkwardly
,
his
movements
hampered
by
the
cuffs
and
the
hobble
.
There
was
no
grille
between
the
back
and
the
front
of
the
car
.
The
two
deputies
climbed
into
the
front
of
the
car
.
The
black
deputy
started
the
motor
.
They
waited
for
the
sally
port
door
to
open
.
"
Come
on
,
come
on
,
"
said
the
black
deputy
,
his
fingers
drumming
against
the
steering
wheel
.
Chad
Mulligan
tapped
on
the
side
window
.
The
white
deputy
glanced
at
the
driver
,
then
he
lowered
the
window
.
"
This
is
wrong
,
"
said
Chad
.
"
I
just
wanted
to
say
that
.
"
"
Your
comments
have
been
noted
,
and
will
be
conveyed
to
the
appropriate
authorities
,
"
said
the
driver
.
The
doors
to
the
outside
world
opened
.
The
snow
was
still
falling
,
dizzying
into
the
car
’
s
headlights
.
The
driver
put
his
foot
on
the
gas
,
and
they
were
heading
back
down
the
street
and
onto
Main
Street
.
