...a rubber chicken, the latest Harry Potter book, a half-pound of walnuts, a heavy glass ashtray purchased at a yard-sale on the way up the hill, some sugarless gum, the earring she couldn't find the mate for, and a 38 caliber pistol.
"Now what do we do?" Daniels asked.


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