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“Windjammer, follow us. We’ll lead you onto the Highway and from there on you’re on your own.”
My heart, which had buried itself deep in my trouser pocket, now returned to its normal place. Never in my life had I been so pleased to see the police show up without warning; maybe they were good for something after all.
“Thanks a lot, 663. Won’t forget this. Good night. God bless you,”
Blared Kass. Then we were on the highway and drove without incident to Queens. We had both sobered up and I took a taxi to Park Lane Hotel. I wanted to sleep in a comfortable bed, because the next day I had an appointment with Prince ... where? We were supposed to phone next morning.
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