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Austin woman knew a great deal more that could help us. The trick was going to be to find out what. There were all kinds of questions bouncing around in my mindquestions like, where did Kelto go when he disappeared for hours at a time ? What did he know that he wasn't telling me? What was his relationship to the Austin woman? Maybe even more importantly, where were they last night? And why didn't they feel obliged to come into the village like they were ordered to do? |
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The questions continued to rattle around. No one single element seemed to be related to another. I was still harboring the uneasy feeling that Bert and Polly hadn't wanted to come into the village where they would have had the protection of the patrols. Why? And Angiewhy had she stayed there with them? True, it had taken a little coaxing to start the van, but there was a gaping hole in all of it and I wasn't finding it. By the time the sweep teams had returned to the marina I was still muddling through the same seemingly simple questions. Finally, I decided to chalk off the lack of answers to nothing more than being too tired to think clearly. |
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By the time we worked our way back to the old schoolhouse and checked in, I had decided to venture back out to the Chambers Bay Motel and grab a couple of hours of much needed sleep I retrieved the |
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