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'I don't know. Like if he wants to get rid of her or something.' |
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'That's what I thought you meant. 'Cause I'm thinking the same thing. How's he planning to keep her from going to the cops about this if he doesn't . . . like waste her?' |
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'Well, she is the one who started it.' |
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'I'm not gonna be here for something like that.' |
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'We won't let it happen.' |
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'I mean it. I'll stop him.' |
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'Damn right.' Just like I stopped him last night, Lou thought. 'I'm not gonna let him kill someone in front of us.' |
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'How's the chick-chick coming?' Doug asked, stepping up behind them. |
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'A few more minutes,' Sheila said. She patted Lou's back, then stood up. Lou stood up, too, keeping his hand on her shoulder. |
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'I wish Buddy'd get down here,' Cyndi said. |
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'He's probably already eaten, anyway.' |
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'Very funny. Maybe one of us should go up and . . .' |
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'You're really asking for it.' |
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'Hi ho, everyone,' Buddy said, stepping into the kitchen with the pizza gal beside him. 'What's cooking?' |
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