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'
And
what
’
s
that
supposed
to
lead
to
?
’
'
I
got
a
key
.
Up
the
hill
behind
the
Paradise
,
just
the
creamiest
crib
.
People
down
the
well
on
business
tonight
,
if
you
follow
me
.
.
.
’
'
If
I
follow
you
.
’
She
took
his
hand
between
hers
,
her
palms
hot
and
dry
.
'
You
’
re
Yak
,
aren
’
t
you
,
Lupus
?
Gaijin
soldierman
for
the
Yakuza
.
’
'
You
got
an
eye
,
huh
?
’
He
withdrew
his
hand
and
fumbled
for
a
cigarette
.
'
How
come
you
got
all
your
fingers
,
then
?
I
thought
you
had
to
chop
one
off
every
time
you
screwed
up
.
’
'
I
never
screw
up
.
’
He
lit
his
cigarette
.
'
I
saw
that
girl
you
’
re
with
.
Day
I
met
you
.
Walks
like
Hideo
.
Scares
me
.
’
She
smiled
too
widely
.
'
I
like
that
.
She
like
it
with
girls
?
’
'
Never
said
.
Who
’
s
Hideo
?
’
