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Hank and I, being so much bigger than Eddie, supported the man in the yellow jump suit between us. We each draped an arm over our shoulders, and carried him, with his feet dragging, down the corridor. If someone saw us, it would look-at least from a distance- as if we were supporting a drunk. Eddie, a few feet in front of us, carried the folded army blanket and the sack of stuff. It was much easier going down the stairs. I went down first, carrying the feet, while Hank and Eddie supported him from behind. After we put him on top of the girl, in the back of the car, and covered him with the G.I. blanket, I got into the driver's seat. The fire door had closed and locked while we loaded him, so Hank started down the sidewalk toward the apartment entrance.

I'm beat, she said, looking at Hank.A twelve-hour split shift. I'm going to whomp up a big batch of martinis. D'you all want to come down in ten minutes? I'll share.

Move out, then. I'm right behind you.

No, I said.He's too heavy. It'll take all three of us to bring him down. It won't take us long. We'll just take a chance, that's all.

Move out, then. I'm right behind you.

We paused outside Hank's apartment. Hank fumbled with his keys at the door until she rounded the corner at the end of the corridor.

Move out, then. I'm right behind you.

Look, Eddie, I said.Drive as close behind me as you can. If I'm stopped- for any reason- I'm going to leave the car and run like a striped ass ape. And I'll need you behind me to pick me up. Okay?

Hank and I, being so much bigger than Eddie, supported the man in the yellow jump suit between us. We each draped an arm over our shoulders, and carried him, with his feet dragging, down the corridor. If someone saw us, it would look-at least from a distance- as if we were supporting a drunk. Eddie, a few feet in front of us, carried the folded army blanket and the sack of stuff. It was much easier going down the stairs. I went down first, carrying the feet, while Hank and Eddie supported him from behind. After we put him on top of the girl, in the back of the car, and covered him with the G.I. blanket, I got into the driver's seat. The fire door had closed and locked while we loaded him, so Hank started down the sidewalk toward the apartment entrance.

Eddie said:What do you think, Fuzz-O?

I'm worried about Don.

About what?

I've got a G.I. blanket in the closet, Hank said.

While Eddie and I wedged the girl between the back and front seats on the floor of the convertible, Hank held the fire door open for us. We covered her with the beach towel, and I tucked the end under her head.

Go inside, I said.I'd better pull the emergency stop on the elevator. You can take it off after we leave, Hank.

Shouldn't one of us stay down here with the car? Eddie asked.

Go inside, I said.I'd better pull the emergency stop on the elevator. You can take it off after we leave, Hank.

They went inside. I hurried down the hall, opened the elevator door, and pulled out the red knob. There was an elevator on the other side of the building, and the residents who didn't want to climb the stairs could use that one.

I've got a G.I. blanket in the closet, Hank said.

Sure, she said.Night.

I'm worried about Don.

Taking the car keys to the convertible from Eddie, I left the apartment.

I'm beat, she said, looking at Hank.A twelve-hour split shift. I'm going to whomp up a big batch of martinis. D'you all want to come down in ten minutes? I'll share.

I got rid of the gun, leaving it in the holster, when I passed over the bridge, and a few moments later I was parked in the Japanese Garden parking lot. There were no other cars. The Garden itself was closed at night, and fenced in to keep the hippies from sleeping in the tiny bamboo tearoom. But the parking lot was outside the fence. Sometimes lovers used the parking lot at night, but because most people knew that the Garden was closed at night, they didn't realize that the parking lot was still available. Eddie pulled in beside me and cut his lights.

While Eddie and I wedged the girl between the back and front seats on the floor of the convertible, Hank held the fire door open for us. We covered her with the beach towel, and I tucked the end under her head.

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