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ck over his shoulder, turned off the bar lights, and followed Kinsey out of the club, down the bad end of Firehouse Street You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login, into the silent silver-lit night.
Chapter Four
Four rings. Zach counted them with his teeth gritted, his free hand viciously shredding a fundamentalist tract he'd picked up somewhere, Tomb of the Unborn.
Then the gentle click of a lifted receiver, muted Dixieland jazz playing in the background. "Hi, this is Eddy Sung."
"EDDY FOR CHRISSAKE YOU GOT TO HELP ME I GOT TO GET OUT OF-"
The Dixieland changed abruptly to grinding industrial hardcore. "I'm sorry I'm not here, but if you leave your number I'll call you back as soon-"
"AWWWW SHIT, GODDAMMIT, EDDY, PLEASE BE THERE!!! PLEASE PICK UP!!!"
A squealing snatch of violins; then Eddy's answering machine beeped in his ear. Zach took a deep sobbing breath You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login, resisted the urge to slam his own phone into the cradle hard enough to crack its casing, and tried to speak calmly. "Ed-I'm in trouble. You always said you coveted my apartment, well You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login, call me soon enough and you might get the goddamn thing."
He hung up, spun aimlessly in the middle of the room for several moments. The computer screen caught his eye, still pulsing like some obscene digital orifice. Yes, you could fall headlong iyilai：
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