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"And there was the wind," Rand added. His voice hardly shook as he told what had happened on the tower top. Perrin's fists tightened until his knuckles cracked. "I just want to leave here,coach canada," Rand finished. "I want to go south. Somewhere away. Just somewhere away."
"But if the gates are barred," Mat said, "how do we get out?"
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"You have any more old sayings you want to rid yourself of?" Rand asked. "'A south wind brings a warm guest, a north wind an empty house'? 'A pig painted gold is still a pig'? What about, 'talk shears no sheep'? 'A fool's words are dust'?"
"Easy, Rand," Perrin said softly. "There is no need to be so rough."
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It was one o’clock in California. I called Tim Bradley at his office.
He picked up right away.’Bradley.’
‘It’s Detective Alex Cross.’
‘Hi. I hoped you’d call. I’m a friend of Jamilla Hughes.’
I knew that much already. I interrupted. ‘Is she okay?’
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Did you know about that?’
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I frowned and shook my head. ‘So what’s going on? Has something happened? Is something the matter?’
‘No, not necessarily. She’s usually careful, precise. I just haven’t heard from her, and she promised to call. Last night. It’s been another four hours since I first called you. I’m a little concerned. It’s probably nothing. But I thought you would know best. . . about this particular case.’
‘Does she do things like this often?’ I asked. ‘Investigate a case on her day off? Yes. That’s Jam. But she would definitely call me if she promised to.’
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‘I’m going to call the local police in Santa Cruz. She gave me a name and a number. I think it was Conover. I have it written down in my notes. I’m going to call him right now.’
‘All right, thank you. Detective. Will you let me know?’ Tim the reporter asked. ‘I’d appreciate it.’
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