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anymore。 Because I want to see you。 I'm never going to see Ralph again。〃
〃Ralph died；〃 Dolarhyde said。 〃I don't think he liked it very much
Fantasy。 He's making it up Jesus do I hope。 〃I've never hurt you； D。 I never wanted to。 Let's just be friends and fuck and have a good time and forget about this；〃
〃Shut up；〃 he said calmly。 〃I'll tell you something。 The most important thing you'll ever hear。 Sermon…on…the…Mount important。 Ten…mandments important。 Got it？〃
〃Yes； D。 I…〃
〃Shut up。 Reba； some remarkable events have happened in Birmingham and Atlanta。 Do you know what I'm talking about？〃
She shook her head。
〃It's been on the news a lot。 Two groups of people were changed。 Leeds。 And Jacobi。 The police think they were murdered。 Do you know now？〃
She started to shake her head。 Then she did know and slowly she nodded。
〃Do you know what they call the Being that visited those people？ You can say。〃
〃The Tooth…〃
A hand gripped her face； shutting off the sound。
〃Think carefully and answer correctly。〃
〃It's Dragon something。 Dragon 。 。 。 Red Dragon。〃
He was close to her。 She could feel his breath on her face。
〃I AM THE DRAGON。〃
Leaping back； driven by the volume and terrible timbre of the voice； she slammed against the headboard。
〃The Dragon wants you； Reba。 He always has。 I didn't want to give you to Him。 I did a thing for you today so He couldn't have you。 And I was wrong。〃
This was D。； she could talk to D。 〃Please。 Please don't let him have me。 You won't； please don't； you wouldn't … I'm for you。 Keep me with you。 You like me； I know you do。〃
〃I haven't made up my mind yet。 Maybe I can't help giving you to Him。 I don't know。 I'm going to see if you do as I tell you。 Will you？ Can I depend on you？〃
〃I'll try。 I will try。 Don't scare me too much or I can't。〃
〃Get up； Reba。 Stand by the bed。 Do you know where you are in the room？〃
She nodded。
〃You know where you are in the house； don't you？ You wandered around in the house while I was asleep； didn't you？〃
〃Asleep？〃
〃Don't be stupid。 When we spent the night here。 You went through the house； didn't you？ Did you find something odd？ Did you take it and show it to somebody？ Did you do that； Reba？〃
〃I just went outside。 You were asleep and I went outside。 I promise。〃
〃Then you know where the front door is； don't you？〃
She nodded。
〃Reba； feel on my chest。 Bring your hands up slowly。〃
Try for his eyes？
His thumb and fingers touched lightly on each side of her windpipe。 〃Don't do what you're thinking； or I'll squeeze。 Just feel on my chest。 Just at my throat。 Feel the key on the chain？ Take it off over my head。 Careful 。 。 。 that's right。 Now I'm going to see if I can trust you。 Go close the front door and lock it and bring me back the key。 Go ahead。 I'll wait right here。 Don't try to run。 I can catch you。
She held the key in her hand； the chain tapping against her thigh。 It was harder navigating in her shoes； but she kept them on。 The ticking clock helped。
Rug； then floor； rug again。 Loom of the sofa。 Go to the right。
What's my best shot？ Which？ Fool along with him or go for it？ Did the others fool along with him？ She felt dizzy from deep breathing。 Don't be dizzy。 Don't be dead。
It depends on whether the door is open。 Find out where he is。
〃Am I going right？〃 She knew she was。
〃It's about five more steps。〃 The voice was from the bedroom all right。
She felt air on her face。 The door was half…open。 She kept her body between the door and the voice behind her。 She slipped the key in the keyhole below the knob。 On the outside。
Now。 Through the door fast making herself pull it to and turn the key。 Down the ramp； no cane； trying to remember where the van was； running。 Running。 Into what…a bush…screaming now。 Screaming 〃Help me。 Help me。 Help me； help me。〃 On gravel running。 A truck horn far away。 Highway that way； a fast walk and trot and run； fast as she could； veering when she felt grass instead of gravel； zigging down the lane。
Behind her footsteps ing fast and hard； running in the gravel。 She stooped and picked up a handful of rocks； waited until he was close and flung them； heard them thump on him。
A shove on the shoulder spun her； a big arm under her chin； around her neck； squeezing； squeezing； blood roared in her ears。 She kicked backward； hit a shin as it became increasingly quiet。
CHAPTER 47
In two hours； the list of white male employees twenty to fifty years old who owned vans was pleted。 There were twenty…six names on it。
Missouri DMV provided hair color from driver's…licence information； but it was not used as an exclusionary factor； the Dragon might wear a wig。
Fisk's secretary； Miss Trillman； made copies of the list and passed them around。
Lieutenant Fogel was going down the list of names when his beeper went off。
Fogel spoke to his headquarters briefly on the telephone； then put his hand over the receiver。 〃Mr。 Crawford 。 。 。 Jack； one Ralph Mandy； white male； thirty…eight； was found shot to death a few minutes ago in University City … that's in the middle of town； close to Washington University … he was in the front yard of a house occupied by a woman named Reba McClane。 The neighbors said she works for Baeder。 Her door's unlocked； she's not home。〃
〃Dandridge！〃 Crawford called。 〃Reba McClane； what about her？〃
〃She works in the darkroom。 She's blind。 She's from someplace in Colorado…〃
〃You know a Ralph Mandy？〃
〃Mandy？〃 Dandridge said。 〃Randy Mandy？〃
〃Ralph Mandy； he work here？〃
A check of the roll showed he didn't。
〃Coincidence maybe；〃 Fogel said。
〃Maybe；〃 Crawford said。
〃I hope nothing's happened to Reba；〃 Miss Trillman said。
〃You know her？〃 Graham said。
〃I've talked with her several times。〃
〃What about Mandy？〃
〃I don't know him。 The only man I've seen her with； I saw her getting into Mr。 Dolarhyde's van。〃
〃Mr。 Dolarhyde's van； Miss Trillman？ What color is Mr。 Dolarhyde's van？〃
〃Let's see。 Dark brown； or maybe black。〃
〃Where does Mr。 Dolarhyde work？〃 Crawford asked。
〃He's production supervisor；〃 Fisk said。
〃Where's his office？〃
〃Right down the hall。〃
Crawford turned to speak to Graham； hut he was already moving。 Mr； Dolarhyde's office was locked。 A passkey from Maintenance worked。
Graham reached in and flipped on the light。 He stood still in the doorway while his eyes went over the room。 It was extremely neat。 No personal items were anywhere in sight。 The bookshelf held only technical manuals。
The desk lamp was on the left side of the chair； so he was right…handed。 Need a left thumbprint fast off a right…handed man。
〃Let's toss it for a clipboard；〃 he said to Crawford； behind him in the hall。 〃He'll use his left thumb on the clip。〃
They had started on the drawers when the desk appointment calendar caught Graham's eye。 He flipped back through the scribbled pages to Saturday； June 28； the date of the Jacobi killings。
The calendar was unmarked on the Thursday and Friday before that weekend。
He flipped forward to the last week in July。 The Thursday and Friday were blank。 There was a note on Wednesday。 It said： 〃Am 552 3：45 … 6：15。〃
Graham copied the entry。 〃I wan