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"
But
you
’
ve
already
started
,
"
Tony
said
.
"
You
will
remember
what
your
father
forgot
.
"
He
was
gone
.
And
from
somewhere
near
his
father
’
s
voice
came
,
coldly
wheedling
:
"
Danny
?
You
can
come
out
,
doc
.
Just
a
little
spanking
,
that
’
s
all
.
Take
it
like
a
man
and
it
will
be
all
over
.
We
don
’
t
need
her
,
doc
.
Just
you
and
me
,
right
?
When
we
get
this
little
…
spanking
…
behind
us
,
it
will
be
just
you
and
me
.
"
Danny
ran
.
Behind
him
,
the
thing
’
s
temper
broke
through
the
shambling
charade
of
normality
.
"
Come
here
,
you
little
shitl
Right
nowl
"
Down
a
long
hall
,
panting
and
gasping
.
Around
a
corner
.
Up
a
flight
of
stairs
.
And
as
he
went
,
the
walls
that
had
been
so
high
and
remote
began
to
come
down
;
the
rug
which
had
only
been
a
blur
beneath
his
feet
took
on
the
familiar
black
and
blue
pattern
,
sinuously
woven
together
;
the
doors
became
numbered
again
and
behind
them
the
parties
that
were
all
one
went
on
and
on
,
populated
by
generations
of
guests
.
The
air
seemed
to
be
shimmering
around
him
,
the
blows
of
the
mallet
against
the
walls
echoing
and
re
-
echoing
.
He
seemed
to
be
bursting
through
some
thin
placental
womb
from
sleep
to
*
*
*
the
rug
outside
the
Presidential
Suite
on
the
third
floor
;
lying
near
him
in
a
bloody
heap
were
the
bodies
of
two
men
dressed
in
suits
and
narrow
ties
.
They
had
been
taken
out
by
shotgun
blasts
and
now
they
began
to
stir
in
front
of
him
and
get
up
.
