Which, I’ve got to admit, is starting to look like a fragging good idea. Not to get away for long, though. There’s a difference between running for the hills and making a strategic retreat to regroup and plan the next battle. Seattle may be a megaplex of three-plus million, but it’s a very small town when you want to hide. It’d make my life much easier if I could pull the old fade, hang for a few weeks—in Sioux land, maybe, or further south—until the dust settles some, then make my reappearance. Armed with information and resources and maybe a big fragging gun or two. The more I think about it, the better that starts to sound.