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I'm worried about Don.

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.

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.

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?

No sweat, Larry, Eddie said,if you want me to, I'll drive the convertible. I'm a better driver than you.

Sure, she said.Night.

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.

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

If I don't have to worry about Don, I said,1 don't have to worry about anything.

If I don't have to worry about Don, I said,1 don't have to worry about anything.

I'm worried about Don.

Give us a raincheck, Marge, Hank said.We're going down to the White Shark and shoot some pooi.

Sure, she said.Night.

I shook my head.That's why I want you behind me, in case we have to run for it in the Vega. Besides, I'm not going to drive over thirty, and when I cross the bridge, before the Goodyear landing pad, I'm going to throw my pistol over the side. It'll be a lot easier to throw it over the rail from the convertible.

On the way back to Hank's apartment, we ran into Marge Brewer in the corridor. She was in her nurse's uniform, and had just come off duty atJackson Memorial. She was coming toward us from the elevator.

I shook my head.That's why I want you behind me, in case we have to run for it in the Vega. Besides, I'm not going to drive over thirty, and when I cross the bridge, before the Goodyear landing pad, I'm going to throw my pistol over the side. It'll be a lot easier to throw it over the rail from the convertible.

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.

No sweat, Larry, Eddie said,if you want me to, I'll drive the convertible. I'm a better driver than you.

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.

On the way back to Hank's apartment, we ran into Marge Brewer in the corridor. She was in her nurse's uniform, and had just come off duty atJackson Memorial. She was coming toward us from the elevator.

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

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 shook my head.That's why I want you behind me, in case we have to run for it in the Vega. Besides, I'm not going to drive over thirty, and when I cross the bridge, before the Goodyear landing pad, I'm going to throw my pistol over the side. It'll be a lot easier to throw it over the rail from the convertible.

On the way back to Hank's apartment, we ran into Marge Brewer in the corridor. She was in her nurse's uniform, and had just come off duty atJackson Memorial. She was coming toward us from the elevator.

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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