Jeezus, that’s all any of us want! A shot at the Holy Grail. Mr Gray, everyone's favorite invader from the Great Beyond, wouldn't be occupied with the truck driver for long, If Jonesy meant to move some of these files to safety, he had to do it right now. 'What? What now?' That nagging, shrewish voice with the little tremor in it . ' It was supposed to, but not until after midnight.
His luck had run out after all. 'Maybe you should have killed me in the hospital. It's as good as a story in one of those men's magazines they had in the barber shop when I was a kid. He had lowered his mask to smoke, and it bobbed against his grizzled throat as he spoke.
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