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“We have to go back to Anniston, and fast. I can’t touch Billy. I could before, but now he’s gone.”
“Abra?” Dave asked. “What about Abra?”
Dan didn’t want to look at him—Dave’s face was naked with fear—but he made himself do it.
“She’s gone, too. So’s the woman in the hat. They’ve both dropped out of the mix.”
“Meaning what?” Dave grabbed Dan’s shirt in both hands. “Meaning what?”
“I don’t know.”
This was the truth, but he was afraid.