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"
No
.
You
don
’
t
.
Laura
came
here
.
She
said
something
was
calling
her
here
.
And
what
about
the
coincidence
that
brought
Sam
Black
Crow
and
Audrey
Burton
here
,
on
the
same
night
?
I
don
’
t
believe
in
coincidence
any
more
.
"
Sam
Black
Crow
and
Audrey
Burton
.
Two
people
who
both
knew
who
I
really
was
,
and
that
there
were
people
out
there
looking
for
me
.
I
guess
if
one
of
them
failed
,
there
was
always
the
other
.
And
if
all
of
them
had
failed
,
who
else
was
on
their
way
to
Lakeside
,
Hinzelmann
?
My
old
prison
warden
,
up
here
for
a
weekend
’
s
ice
-
fishing
?
Laura
’
s
mother
?
"
Shadow
realized
that
he
was
angry
.
"
You
wanted
me
out
of
your
town
.
You
just
didn
’
t
want
to
have
to
tell
Wednesday
that
was
what
you
were
doing
.
"
In
the
firelight
,
Hinzelmann
seemed
more
like
a
gargoyle
than
an
imp
.
"
This
is
a
good
town
,
"
he
said
.
Without
his
smile
he
looked
waxen
and
corpse
-
like
.
"
You
could
have
attracted
too
much
attention
.
Not
good
for
the
town
.
"
"
You
should
have
left
me
back
there
on
the
ice
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
You
should
have
left
me
in
the
lake
.
I
opened
the
trunk
of
the
klunker
.
Right
now
Alison
is
still
iced
into
the
trunk
.
But
the
ice
will
melt
,
and
her
body
’
ll
float
out
and
up
to
the
surface
.
And
then
they
’
ll
go
down
and
look
and
see
what
else
they
can
find
down
there
.
Find
your
whole
stash
of
kids
.
I
guess
some
of
those
bodies
are
pretty
well
preserved
.
"
Hinzelmann
reached
down
and
picked
up
the
poker
.
He
made
no
pretense
of
stirring
the
fire
with
it
any
longer
;
he
held
it
like
a
sword
,
or
a
baton
,
the
glowing
orange
-
white
tip
of
it
waving
in
the
air
.
It
smoked
.
Shadow
was
very
aware
that
he
was
next
-
to
-
naked
,
and
he
was
still
tired
,
and
clumsy
,
and
far
from
able
to
defend
himself
.
"
You
want
to
kill
me
?
"
said
Shadow
.
"
Go
ahead
.
Do
it
.
I
’
m
a
dead
man
anyway
.
I
know
you
own
this
town
—
it
’
s
your
little
world
.
But
if
you
think
no
one
’
s
going
to
come
looking
for
me
,
you
’
re
living
in
a
dream
world
.
It
’
s
over
,
Hinzelmann
.
One
way
or
another
,
it
’
s
done
.
"
Hinzelmann
pushed
himself
to
his
feet
,
using
the
poker
as
a
walking
stick
.
The
carpet
charred
and
smoked
where
he
rested
the
red
-
hot
tip
as
he
got
up
.
He
looked
at
Shadow
and
there
were
tears
in
his
pale
blue
eyes
.
"
I
love
this
town
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
really
like
being
a
cranky
old
man
,
and
telling
my
stories
and
driving
Tessie
and
ice
-
fishing
.
Remember
what
I
told
you
,
it
’
s
not
the
fish
you
bring
home
from
a
day
’
s
fishing
.
It
’
s
the
peace
of
mind
.
"
He
extended
the
tip
of
the
poker
in
Shadow
’
s
direction
:
Shadow
could
feel
the
heat
of
it
from
a
foot
away
.
"
I
could
kill
you
,
"
said
Hinzelmann
,
"
I
could
fix
it
.
I
’
ve
done
it
before
.
You
’
re
not
the
first
to
figure
it
out
.
Chad
Mulligan
’
s
father
,
he
figured
it
out
.
I
fixed
him
.
I
can
fix
you
.
"
"
Maybe
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
But
for
how
long
,
Hinzelmann
?
Another
year
?
Another
decade
?
They
have
computers
.
They
aren
’
t
stupid
.
They
pick
up
on
patterns
.
