\" She handed the ticket seller, a boy that looked to be all of eighteen years old, murder money that she had stolen from Dawn Plote's dead son, five dollars. She thought of them as fools, but had been sorry to see them go. "Enschede!" he called. She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted at the front door and the shouting intensified.
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