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but
there
was
nothing
.
She
set
it
back
down
.
Jack
was
stirring
.
She
went
around
the
bar
,
found
the
gate
,
and
walked
back
on
the
inside
to
where
Jack
lay
,
pausing
only
to
look
at
the
gleaming
chromium
taps
.
They
were
dry
,
but
when
she
passed
close
to
them
she
could
smell
beer
,
wet
and
new
,
like
a
fine
mist
.
As
she
reached
Jack
he
rolled
over
,
opened
his
eyes
,
and
looked
up
at
her
.
For
a
moment
his
gaze
was
utterly
blank
,
and
then
it
cleared
.
"
Wendy
?
"
he
asked
.
"
That
you
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
.
"
Do
you
think
you
can
make
it
upstairs
?
If
you
put
your
arms
around
me
?
Jack
,
where
did
you
-
"
His
hand
closed
brutally
around
her
ankle
.
"
Jack
!
What
are
you
-
"
"
Gotcha
!
"
he
said
,
and
began
to
grin
.
There
was
a
stale
odor
of
gin
and
olives
about
him
that
seemed
to
set
off
an
old
terror
in
her
,
a
worse
terror
than
any
hotel
could
provide
by
itself
.
A
distant
part
of
her
thought
that
the
worst
thing
was
that
it
had
all
come
back
to
this
,
she
and
her
drunken
husband
.
"
Jack
,
I
want
to
help
.
"
