He looked just as Julian had the night she had first met him outside the Joliet Laundromat. The man could put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them. Shari squealed, clutching her towel around her. He sucked at her neck, biting her hard, leaving red marks that disappeared as soon as he made them. She walked with an easy quickness down the Avenue and through the proletarian portion of Morningside Park, and crossing these fields came into a pretty overhung lane that led toward Caddington and the Downs. In lieu of the substantial habitations which he had gazed on overnight, he beheld a row of falling scaffoldings, for such they seemed. Yet she held her tongue.
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