Spurlock had sensed what had gone completely over McClintock's head—that this was the playing of a soul in damnation. "Let me look at the paper. ‘The credentials, milor’,’ he ventured. “These are the sort of things that aren’t supposed to happen. Stanley lost patience. He lit a cigarette and loitered about. Mike answered the door while still toweling his hands dry.
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