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He held her to keep her from bolting. "Steph. I understand. But we have to think this through."
"Think what through?"
"Reality." said Randy. He and Leslie were near the stairs. Leslie steadied herself with one hand on the rail¬ing; with the other she held a hanky to her cheek. She was breathing slow, rhythmic breaths with her eyes closed. "Such as where to go in the middle of the night in the Alabama backwoods without wheels."
"What about Lawdalc?" ugg boots sale Jack wondered aloud. "He said lie drives that road every morning. He'll see our wrecked cars."
"Lawdalc?" Randy asked.
"Highway patrol." Jack said.
Stephanie peered over Jack's shoulder, and her eyes filled with dismay.
Jack looked.
Betty. Stewart, and Pete were coming their w.iy. walking shoulder to shoulder with Stewart in the ugg boots middle. Betty looked hurt. "Always running. What Tory Burch Flats are you always running for?"
Stewart was about ready to take that belt to some¬body. "The food was fine till you came in here."
Bandv stepped out. hand extended in a clear warn¬ing. "Keep your distance, please."
Stephanie Tory Burch Shoes bolted for the front dixir, flung it open, and dashed out onto the Tory Burch Outlet veranda. Jack ran after her.
She pulled up at the top step, her hands over her Tory Burch mouth.
"Steph. take it easy now. You—*
She was trembling. She took a step backward. Another step. She was peering down the flagstone walkway.
Jack approached and touched the small of her hack— and then he saw it too.
Halfway between the house and the gate loomed the ugg immense shape of a man. a shadowy silhouette veiled by a light rain. A duster draped the body to midcalf. and the face was obscured by the shadow of a wide-brimmed, drooping hat. The man held a shotgun, the barrel glint¬ing in the lights lining the path.
Behind them, Betty ugg boots uk sucked in a rasping breath and hissed, "Get inside."
They lingered, unsure.
She lunged and took hold of them. "Get inside! It s him\"
The figure started walking their way. the duster bil¬lowing. the boot heels clacking on the stones. The barrel of the shotgun uggs swung forward.