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"Traffic," Kovic grunted. He signaled to Marge for a cup. "And I had to make sure I wasn't followed. You know how it is."

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Could you clarify what you meant? Possible interpretations: "Traffic," Kovic grunted

A man stood in the entrance, silhouetted by the headlights of a car that didn't turn off. He was broad, wearing a trench coat wet with the mist. He didn't look like a traveler; he looked like trouble delivered on a schedule. You know how it is

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"It’s Tuesday," Marge replied, as if that explained everything. She wiped the table with a gray rag, moving absentmindedly. "Nobody stops here on Tuesday. They’re all in a rush to get somewhere that matters."