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30234	Del Rey, Lester	Dead Ringer			.txt	text/plain	4191	378	91	Dane Phillips slouched in the window seat, watching the morning crowds on their way to work and carefully avoiding any attempt to read Jordan's Nor was Harding alone--Dane found enough evidence while he was trying to cash the check she gave him, she visited Dr. Buehl, to come back with a squad of quiet, refined strong-arm boys who made sure Dane reached Buehl's "rest home" safely. carried from the rest home, but Dane had to do it the hard way, watching Dane had seen him just once then--but long enough to be sure it was Dane's mind skittered from it, as always, and then came back to Dane reached for the lid with hands he could barely control. "We knew where you were all along, Dane. It was the answer of an alien that had a human in its hands--one who Dane Phillips watched fear give place to sickness on his face as the	./cache/30234.txt	./txt/30234.txt