we cross the street and i notice a parking-ticket shaped piece of paper beneath the passenger side windshield wiper . i pull it out and read it as the wind from the helicopter makes october colder than it otherwise should be . '' we protected your car tonight , '' the note says . i look at darryl and then up at the
helicopter

'' monk , help them , '' gray said , cursing silently . his teammate had a med pack and the training . still , monk hesitated , his shotgun ready , reluctant to give up his search . gray waved him over more forcibly . seichan would not make the mistake of exposing herself . monk lowered his gun and went to the care-taker 's
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she had never looked so beautiful . there was a sharp contrast between her black hair and white skin . her brown eyes were growing dim . terrill waited by her side as the minutes passed . he was so absorbed in watching her that he was startled when someone pounded on the metal door . '' what 's holding you up ,
terrill