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««"The door to Beth's room was wide open. The night-light from the hallway shone into her room. When he looked around the door frame, he could see her lying face down on the bed. She had not even bothered to turn down the covers.

Seeing that she had passed out on the bed, the intruder walked over to her side. He took her by the left arm and turned her over on her back

Next he reached over to the nightstand by the bed. With his left hand, he opened the top drawer; with his right, he felt for the revolver that Beth kept there. Slowly he withdrew his hand from the drawer. In it he held a two-inch barreled .38 special.

As he held the gun in one hand, he tried to sit Beth up with the other. Even though she weighed only 110 pounds, he could not control the dead weight with one hand. Finally, he realized he was fighting a losing battle."««

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««"As Sanger thought it over, Prince stood a half step away with a smile on his face. Sanger knew what he was thinking. One way or another, Sanger would get his tonight."««

««"In my wildest dreams, I never figured it would be anything other than a good friendship. I guess I've really messed it up now, huh?"««

««"I mean, it's hard to explain what the old man was doing in their room at night with no clothes on and a gun in his hand and not think something was a little screwed up about the guy."««