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〃What if he's a hunchback？ What if he's got pubic lice？〃 Joe Winder was reeling。 〃Nina； don't you see how sick this is？ You're falling in love with a stranger's voice！〃
〃He's very sensual； Joe。 I can tell。〃
〃For God's sake； the man's calling on the e line。 What does that tell you？〃
〃I don't want to get into it；〃 Nina said。 〃You asked if I was interested in anyone； and I told you。 I should've known you'd react this way。〃
〃Just tell me； is he paying for the telephone calls？〃
〃We've agreed to split the cost。〃
〃Sweet Jesus。〃
〃And we're meeting for dinner Tuesday up in the Gables。〃
〃Wonderful；〃 said Joe Winder。 〃What color trench coat did he say he'd be wearing？〃
〃I hate you；〃 Nina remarked。
They hung up on each other at precisely the same instant。
Pedro Luz slithered beneath Carrie's mobile home。 Lying on his back in the cool dirt； he listened to the shower running and laughed giddily。 He placed both hands on a wooden floor beam and pushed with all his strength； he was certain that he felt the double…wide rise above him； if only a few millimeters。 With a bullish snort； he tried again。 To bench…press a mobile home！ Pedro Luz grimaced in ecstasy。
He was proud of himself for tracing the car； even if the detective work entailed only the pushing of three lousy buttons on a puter。 He was equally proud of himself for locating the address in the dark and remaining invisible to the occupants of the trailer。 At dawn he had watched the woman drive off to work； leaving him alone with that crazy doomed bastard； Joe Winder。
Pedro Luz had spent a long time fueling himself for the task。 He had strung the intravenous rigs in the storage room of the Security Department at the Amazing Kingdom of Thrills。 There； stretched on a cot； he had dripped large quantities of horse steroids into both arms。 Afterwards； Pedro Luz had guzzled nine Heinekens and studied himself naked in a full…length mirror。
The mirror examination had bee a ritual to make sure that his penis and testicles were not shrinking； as Churrito had warned they would。 Pedro Luz had bee worried when his security…guard uniform had gotten baggy in the crotch； so every night he took a measuring tape and checked his equipment。 Then he would leaf through some pornographic magazines to make sure he could still get a hard…on； on some evenings； when he was particularly anxious； he would even measure the angle of his erection。
On the night he went after Joe Winder； the angle was exactly zero degrees。 Pedro Luz blamed it on the beer。
Inside the trailer； Winder finished typing another counterfeit press release； which said：
The widow of a young scientist killed at the Amazing Kingdom of Thrills has been offered a settlement of 2。8 million； officials of the popular amusement park have announced。
The payment would be made in a single installment to Deborah Koocher； age 31； of New York。 Her husband； Dr。 William Bennett Koocher； was a noted wildlife biologist who helped supervise the Endangered Species Program at the Amazing Kingdom。 Dr。 Koocher died two weeks ago in a tragic drowning at the park's outdoor whale tank。 That incident is still under investigation。
Charles Chelsea； vice president of publicity； said the cash offer to Mrs。 Koocher 〃demonstrates our sense of loss and sorrow over the untimely death of her husband。〃
Added Chelsea： 〃Will was instrumental in our rare…animal programs； and his heroic efforts to save the blue…tongued mango vole won international acclaim。〃
In a statement released Sunday morning； Francis X。 Kingsbury； founder and chairman of the Amazing Kingdom； said that Dr。 Koocher's death 〃was a tragedy for all of us at the park。 We had e to love and admire Will； who was as much a part of our family as Robbie Raccoon or Petey Possum。〃
The 2。8 million settlement offer is 〃a gesture not only of passion； but fairness；〃 Mr。 Kingsbury added。 〃If Dr。 Koocher's family isn't satisfied； we would certainly consider increasing the payment。〃
Joe Winder reread the announcement； inserted the word 〃pletely〃 before 〃satisfied；〃 and fed the paper into the fax machine。 He considered phoning Nina again； but decided it was no use； the woman was groping recklessly for male panionship。 What else could explain her irrational attraction to a disembodied masculine voice？
Besides； Joe had Carrie now…or she had him。 The dynamics of the relationship had yet to be calibrated。
Winder was in the mood for acoustic guitar； so he put on some Neil Young and fixed himself four eggs； scrambled； and two English muffins with tangerine marmalade。 Glancing out the kitchen window； he noticed a tow truck parked crookedly on the shoulder of the dirt lane。 He didn't see a driver。
The shower had been running for some time。 Winder cracked the door and saw Skink curled in a fetal snooze； cold water slapping on the blaze weather suit。 Winder decided not to wake him。
Suddenly he heard a pop like a car backfiring； and a hole the size of a nickel appeared in the tile six inches above Skink's face。 Then came another bang； another hole。
Joe Winder yelled and dived out of the doorway。
In a way； Carrie Lanier was glad that the Amazing Kingdom was closed。 It meant an extra day to work on her singing； which was still rusty； and to design a new costume for Princess Golden Sun。
Driving back toward the mainland； she couldn't wait to tell Joe about all the TV trucks and helicopters at the park's main gate。 A reporter from Channel 10 had approached the car and thrust a microphone in her face and asked if she had seen any snakes。 Quickly Carrie had improvised a story about a teeming herd…she wasn't sure it was the right term…slithering across County Road 905 near Carysfort。 The fellow from Channel 10 had marshaled his camera crew and sprinted off toward the van。
Carrie was impressed by the immediate and dramatic effect of Joe Winder's hoax： everyone was wearing sturdy rubber hip boots。
On the way home； she practiced another song from the show。
You took our whole Indian nation； Stuck us on this reservation。 Took away our way of life； The garfish gig and the gator knife。 Seminole people！ Seminole tribe！
It was a variation of a song called 〃Indian Reservation；〃 which was recorded by Paul Revere and the Raiders； a band not generally remembered for its biting social mentary。 Carrie Lanier thought the new lyrics were insipid； but she liked the simple tune and tom…tom rhythms。 She was singing the third verse when she turned into the trailer park and spotted a bloated bodybuilder firing a pistol into the side of her double…wide。
Without hesitating； without even honking the horn； Carrie Lanier took aim。
Pedro Luz was so thoroughly engrossed in assassinating Joe Winder in the shower that he didn't hear the 1979 Buick Electra until it mowed a row of garbage cans ten feet behind him。 Pedro Luz started to run but tripped over a garden hose and pitched forward； arms outstretched； it seemed as if he were tumbling in slow motion。 When he stopped； the Buick was parked squarely on his left foot。
He lay there for a full minute； bracing for agony that never came： Each of the twenty…six bones in Pedro Luz's foot had been pulverized； yet the only sensation was a mildly annoying throb。 Four thousand pounds of ugly Detroit steel on his toes and not even a twinge of pain。 Incredible； Pedro thought； the ultimate result of supreme physical conditioning！ Or possibly the drugs。
Apparently the driver had abandoned the Buick with the engine running。 Steroids and all； Pedro Luz could not budge the sedan by himself。 Meanwhile； the gunfire and crash had awakened other denizens of the trailer park； bulldogs yapped； doors slammed； babies wailed； a rooster cackled。 Probably somebody had phoned the police。
Pedro Luz probed at the bloody burrito that was now his left foot； protruding beneath a Goodyear white…wall； and made a fateful decision。
What the hell； he mused。 Long as I'm feeling no pain。
Dr。 Richard Rafferty's assistant called him at home to say there was an emergency； he'd better e right away。 When he arrived at the office； the doctor sourly observed a tow truck parked in the handicapped zone。 Inside the examining room； a husky one…eyed man with a radio collar lay prone on the steel table。
Dr。 Rafferty said： 〃Is this some kind of joke？〃
The couple who had brought the injured man said he had been shot at least twice。
〃Then he's got a big problem；〃 said Dr。 Rafferty； 〃because I'm a veterinarian。〃
The couple seemed to know this already。 〃He won't go to a regular doctor；〃 Joe Winder explained。
Carrie Lanier added； 〃We took him to the hospital but he refused to get out of the truck。〃
Dr。 Rafferty's assistant pulled him aside。 〃I believe I saw a gun；〃 he whispered。
Skink opened his good eye and turned toward the vet。 〃Richard； you remember me？〃
〃I'm not sure。〃
〃The night that panther got nailed by the liquor truck。〃
Dr。 Rafferty leaned closer and studied the face。 〃Lord； yes；〃 he said。 〃I do remember。〃 It was the same fellow who'd charged into the office with a hundred…pound wildcat in his bare arms。 The doctor remembered how the dying panther had clawed bloody striations on the man's neck and shoulders。
Skink sai