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He
was
getting
ready
to
go
through
all
the
clippings
,
more
closely
this
time
,
when
a
voice
called
down
the
stairs
:
"
Jack
?
Hon
?
"
Wendy
.
He
started
,
almost
guiltily
,
as
if
he
had
been
drinking
secretly
and
she
would
smell
the
fumes
on
him
.
Ridiculous
.
He
scrubbed
his
lips
with
his
hand
and
called
back
,
"
Yeah
,
babe
.
Lookin
for
rats
.
"
She
was
coming
down
.
He
heard
her
on
the
stairs
,
then
crossing
the
boiler
room
.
Quickly
,
without
thinking
why
he
might
be
doing
it
,
be
stuffed
the
scrapbook
under
a
pile
of
bills
and
invoices
.
He
stood
up
as
she
came
through
the
arch
.
"
What
in
the
world
have
you
been
doing
down
here
?
It
’
s
almost
three
o
’
clock
!
"
He
smiled
.
"
Is
it
that
late
?
I
got
rooting
around
through
all
this
stuff
.
Trying
to
find
out
where
the
bodies
are
buried
,
I
guess
.
"
The
words
clanged
back
viciously
in
his
mind
.
She
came
closer
,
looking
at
him
,
and
he
unconsciously
retreated
a
step
,
unable
to
help
himself
.
He
knew
what
she
was
doing
.
She
was
trying
to
smell
liquor
on
him
.
Probably
she
wasn
’
t
even
aware
of
it
herself
,
but
he
was
,
and
it
made
him
feel
both
guilty
and
angry
.
"
Your
mouth
is
bleeding
,
"
she
said
in
a
curiously
flat
tone
.
"
Huh
?
"
He
put
his
hand
to
his
lips
and
winced
at
the
thin
stinging
.
His
index
finger
came
away
bloody
.
His
guilt
increased
.
