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"35 million dollars.""And what's the split?" "15 for you, 15 for me, and 5 to the other guy."It was midday, though one wouldn't have known by looking inside the restaurant; the dim lighting and dark curtains hid the hour and the only two men inside were men who appeared to be freed from the shackles of time.John Trombley and Michael Augustine sat at a bar on wooden stools with their backs facing the door. The bartender, a middle-aged woman with the amicable but impersonal disposition of a server, went off to attend to her other roles in...
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Henry awoke in a cemetery on a breezy October night atop a sloping hill looking down upon a gleaming city. He lay surrounded by bare maple trees whose naked branches ran exposed against the grey sky like protruding veins against flesh. He stood on weak legs. Cautiously he looked about through glazed eyes. Gravestones, tombstones, mausoleums, marbled angels, and erected crosses filled his gaze. As if he were preparing to push a wall, he lifted his arms out in front of him; for a moment, his hands and arms appeared, then they disappeared. He s...
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