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"
Ran
away
,
"
explained
Mr
.
Vandemar
,
quietly
.
He
thrust
a
photocopied
sheet
into
Richard
’
s
hands
.
"
She
’
s
a
little
.
.
.
funny
,
"
he
added
,
and
then
he
twirled
one
finger
next
to
his
temple
in
the
universal
gesture
to
indicate
mental
incapacity
.
Richard
looked
down
at
the
paper
.
It
said
:
HAVE
YOU
SEEN
THIS
GIRL
?
Beneath
that
was
a
photocopy
-
gray
photograph
of
a
girl
who
looked
to
Richard
like
a
cleaner
,
longer
-
haired
version
of
the
young
lady
he
had
left
in
his
bathroom
.
Under
that
it
said
:
ANSWERS
TO
THE
NAME
OF
DOREEN
.
BITES
AND
KICKS
.
RUN
AWAY
.
TELL
US
IF
YOU
SAW
HER
.
WANT
HER
BACK
.
REWARD
PAYED
.
And
below
that
,
a
telephone
number
.
Richard
looked
back
at
the
photograph
.
It
was
definitely
the
girl
in
his
bathroom
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
haven
’
t
seen
her
,
I
’
m
afraid
.
I
’
m
sorry
.
"
Mr
.
Vandemar
,
however
,
was
not
listening
.
He
had
raised
his
head
and
was
sniffing
the
air
,
like
a
man
smelling
something
odd
or
unpleasant
.
Richard
reached
out
to
give
him
back
his
piece
of
paper
,
but
the
big
man
simply
pushed
past
him
and
walked
into
the
apartment
,
a
wolf
on
the
prowl
.
Richard
ran
after
him
.
"
What
do
you
think
you
are
doing
?
Will
you
stop
that
?
Get
out
.
Look
,
you
can
’
t
go
in
there
—
"
Mr
.
Vandemar
was
headed
straight
for
the
bathroom
.
Richard
hoped
that
the
girl
—
Doreen
?
—
had
had
the
presence
of
mind
to
lock
the
bathroom
door
.
But
no
;
it
swung
open
at
Mr
.
Vandemar
’
s
push
.
He
walked
in
,
and
Richard
,
feeling
like
a
small
and
ineffectual
dog
yapping
at
the
heels
of
a
postman
,
followed
him
in
.
It
was
not
a
large
bathroom
.
It
contained
a
bathtub
,
a
toilet
,
a
sink
,
several
bottles
of
shampoo
,
a
bar
of
soap
,
and
a
towel
.
When
Richard
had
left
it
,
a
couple
of
minutes
before
,
it
had
also
contained
a
dirty
,
bloody
girl
,
a
very
bloody
sink
,
and
an
open
first
aid
kit
.
Now
,
it
was
gleamingly
clean
.
There
was
nowhere
the
girl
could
have
been
hiding
.
Mr
.
Vandemar
stepped
out
of
the
bathroom
and
pushed
open
Richard
’
s
bedroom
door
,
walked
in
,
looked
around
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
what
you
think
you
’
re
doing
,
"
said
Richard
.
"
But
if
you
two
don
’
t
get
out
of
my
apartment
this
minute
,
I
’
m
phoning
the
police
.
"
