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660, and tradition does not tell what device had previously servedthe purpose. They rolled past the turn for downtown and City Center. There was a heavy silence on the other end of the line. Agent O'Malley.

The thick tangle of trees and brush belonged to the back reachesof Quarry Hills Park, the same park that ran behind Hannah and Paul'shouse. His one indulgence had been the caramel-colored leather chair. Megan stared down at the toes of her boots. Bergen had gone, Hannah slipped into her office and sat atthe desk with the lights off, her head cradled in her hands.