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

Sure, she said.Night.

Sure, she said.Night.

Sure, she said.Night.

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

Sure, she said.Night.

The whole thing. D'you think we'll get away with it?

I'm worried about Don.

You don't have to worry about Don, Eddie said.Don's all right.

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.

You don't have to worry about Don, Eddie said.Don's all right.

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.

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

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.

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

Sure, she said.Night.

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

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.

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

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

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

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.

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