What? Megan wanted to ask. She looked up at the little girl perched on his shoulder. She knew every argument against itby heart-had repeated them over and over in her mind tonight like chantsto ward off evil spirits. Though not absolutely exhaustive, this great work remained a classicdown to modern times.
But I suppose I'm biased. You do, too, don't you, Agent O'Malley? She didn't answer right away. It's Agent O'Malley, she said, sticking a gloved hand out in front ofher. Using her own ident kit, she had lifted Olie Swain's prints from theCoke bottle, transferred them to lift cards, and faxed them to Recordsat headquarters to be run through the MAFIN network.
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