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As a child he had always wakened at this point （often with his stiff wang wagging； although why such an awful dream would give a kid a stilly God alone knew）； but this time the it … Owen … actually touched him； the reflected eyes in the water reproachful。 Maybe questioning。
Because you disobeyed orders； buck！ Because you crossed the line！
He raised his hand to ward Owen off； to remove that hand 。 。 。 and saw his own hand in the moonglow。 It was gray。
No； he told himself； that's just the moonlight。
Only three fingers； though … was that the moonlight？
Owen's hand on him； touching him； passing on his filthy disease 。 。 。 and still daring to call him
6
boss。 Wake up； boss！'
Kurtz opened his eyes and sat up with a grunt； simultaneously pushing Freddy's hand away。 On his knee instead of his shoulder； Freddy reaching back from his place behind the wheel and shaking his knee； but still intolerable。
'I'm awake； I'm awake。' He held his own hands up in front of his face to prove it。 Not baby…pink； they were a long way from that； but they weren't gray and each had the requisite five fingers。
'What time is it； Freddy？'
'Don't know； boss … still morning's all I can say for sure。'
Of course。 Clocks all tucked up。 Even his pocket watch had run down。 As much a victim of modem times as anyone else； he had forgotten to wind it。 To Kurtz； whose time sense had always been at least fairly sharp； it felt like about nine； which would mean he'd gotten about two hours of shuteye。 Not much； but he didn't need much。 He felt better。 Well enough； certainly； to hear the concern in Freddy's voice。
'What's up； bucko？'
'Pearly says he's lost contact with all of them now； He says Owen was the last； and now he's gone； too。 He says Owen must have beat back the Ripley fungus； sir。'
Kurtz caught sight of Perlmutter's sunken； I…fooled…you grin in the wide rearview mirror。
'What's the deal； Archie？'
'No deal；' Pearly said； sounding considerably more lucid than before Kurtz's nap。 'I 。 。 。 boss； I could use a drink of water。 I'm not hungry； but…'
'We could stop for water； I guess；' Kurtz allowed。 'If we had a contact； that is。 But if we've lost all of them … this guy Jones as well as Owen and Devlin … well； you know how I am； buck。 I'll bite when I die； and it'll take two surgeons and a shotgun to get me to let go even then。 You're going to have a long and thirsty day sitting there while Freddy and I course the southbound roads； looking for a trace of them 。 。 。 unless you can help out。 You do that； Archie； and I'll order Freddy to pull off at the next exit。 I will personally trot into the Stop n Go or Seven…Eleven and buy you the biggest bottle of Poland Spring water in the cooler。 How does that sound？'
It sounded good； Kurtz could tell that just by the way Perlmutter first smacked his lips and then ran his tongue out to wet them （on Perlmutter's lips and cheeks the Ripley was still full and rich； most patches the color of strawberries； some as dark as burgundy wine）； but that sly look had e back。 His eyes； rimmed with crusts of Ripley； darted from side to side。 And all at once Kurtz understood the picture he was looking at。 Pearly had gone crazy； God love him。 Perhaps it took one to know one。
'I told him the God's truth。 I'm out of touch with all of them now。' But then Archie laid his finger alongside his nose and looked slyly up into the mirror again。
'We catch them； I think there's a good chance we can get you cured up； laddie。' Kurtz said this in his driest just…making…my…report voice。 'Now which of them are you still in touch with？ Jonesy？ Or is it the new one？ Duddits？' What Kurtz actually said was 'Dud…Duts'。
'Not him。 None of them。' But still the finger by the nose； still the sly look。
'Tell me and you get water；' Kurtz said。 'Continue to yank my crank； soldier； and I will put a bullet in you and roll you out into the snow。 Now you go on and read my mind and tell me that's not so。'
Pearly looked at him sulkily in the rearview a moment longer and then said； 'Jonesy and Mr Gray are still on the turnpike。 They're down around Portland； now。 Jonesy told Mr Gray how to go around the city on 295。 Only it isn't like telling。 Mr Gray is in his head； and when he wants something； I think he just takes it。'
Kurtz listened to this with mounting awe； all the time calculating。
'There's a dog；' Pearly said。 'They have a dog with them。 His name is Lad。 He's the one I'm in contact with。 He's 。 。 。 like me。' His eyes met Kurtz's again in the mirror； only this time the slyness was gone。 In its place was a miserable half…sanity。 'Do you think there's really a chance I could be 。 。 。 you know 。 。 。 myself again？'
Knowing that Perlmutter could see into his mind made Kurtz proceed cautiously。 'I think there's a chance you could be delivered of your burden； at least。 With a doctor in attendance who understands the situation？ Yes； I think that could be。 A big whiff of cbloro； and when you wake up。 。 。 poof。' Kurtz kissed the ends of his fingers； then turned to Freddy。 'If they're in Portland； what's their lead on us？'
'Maybe seventy miles； boss。'
'Then step it up a little； praise Jesus。 Don't put us in the ditch； but step it up。' Seventy miles。 And if Owen and Devlin and 'Dud…Duts' knew what Archie Perlmutter knew； they were still on track。
'Let me get this straight； Archie。 Mr Gray is in Jonesy…'
'Yes…'
'And they have a dog with them that can read their minds？'
'The dog hears their thoughts； but he doesn't understand them。 He's stiff only a dog。 Boss； I'm thirsty。'
He's listening to the dog like it's a fucking radio； Kurtz marvelled。
'Freddy； next exit。 Drinks all around。' He resented having to make a pit…stop … resented losing even a couple of miles on Owen … but he needed Perlmutter。 Happy； if possible。
Up ahead was the rest area where Mr Gray had traded his plow for the cook's Subaru； where Owen and Henry had also briefly pulled in because the line went in there。 The parking lot was crammed； but among the three of them they had enough change for the vending machines out front。
Praise God。
7
Whatever the triumphs and failures of the so…called 'Florida' Presidency （that record is in large part still unwritten）； there will always be this： he put an end to the Space Scare with his speech that November morning。
There were differing views on why the speech worked （'It wasn't leadership； it was timing；' one critic sniffed）； but it did work。 Hungry for hard information； people who were already on the run pulled off the highway to see the President speak。 Appliance stores in malls filled up with crowds of silent； staring people。 At the food…fuel stops along 1…95； the counters shut down。 TVs were placed beside the quiet cash…registers。 Bars filled up。 In many places； people threw their homes open to others who wanted to watch the speech。 They could have listened on their car radios （as Jonesy and Mr Gray did） and kept on trucking； but only a minority did。 Most people wanted to see the leader's face。 According to the President's detractors； the speech did nothing but break the momentum of the pa