Then, as he was trying to bite through the rope, I told him, ‘That’s for 107 Traci, motherfucker. Too many. ’ Kimble’s widening gaze told its own tale, but still he kept his fingers on the handle of the door. McClintock laughed as he gave the letter to Ruth. Lucy had passed the house once on the sidewalk, on a rare day when he was shoveling snow. "What has put it into your head that your son yet lives?" he asked.
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