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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 241 of 307 I realized I had forgotten to eat my burrito, and when I got to the car I was suddenly famished. Light headed. Stupid. That's when I saw a large shadow step to the other side of a building across the street. The kind of shadow that might have been waiting for me to come back to my car. Damn. I pulled the gun out of my holster and held it down but ready. I didn't want to be seen holding a gun out in San Francisco. Call me silly but it seemed like the kind of'thing that might create difficult misunderstandings. I pulled out the Steve phone and texted Dale's number. Then I called. "Did you get that number I just texted you?" "Yeah. Give me a second." I quietly stood there behind the trunk of my car, staring at the spot across the street I believed the shadow had stepped into. If I was prey, I wanted my predator to know that I knew it was there. And that I wasn't running. ^ A minute went by. I heard Steve speak more softly than I had ever imagined he could. "Nephi." It was gentle and loving. The way you might speak the name of someone if you knew that they were about to be struck by a meteorite and there was nothing you could do about it. "I have some bad news." |