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Jason hit the blinkers, and the car began to back away, trying to turn around. “The Gray Man. The ignominy of it, oh. The counter—like a moat—surrounded a center service island that hadhuge advertising cubes rising above it on burnished poles.

But I couldn’tsleep that night. Huge, shambling, hairy, moist, it came toward us. I did the only thing I could think to do. Let her go, Lieutenant, please.