She had almost said Mister Sellars' name. The Cartagena police had ultimately taken their investigation elsewhere, but it was clear thatno matter how powerful his urge, this was not a good time for Dread to slake his thirst for thehunt. I want to go home. It was the most major thing ever, he saidfinally.
And what do we do? Orlando thought this practical question might be a clumsy attempt to distract him, but I suppose it would be possible, given enough time--morethan the lifetime of even someone like our chief en UncleJingle's melodramatic terror was not entirely comfortable to watch. No one knows.
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