He looked at me then, and even with the sunglasses on I knew he was surprised. He was smiling at me, enjoying my discomfort. Without seeming dangerous in the least he could give off an aura of purposefulness that police and other people responded to. I started to simply bend at the waist, but it just wasn't that easy.
I put the wash rag to the back of my neck. We were going down a long gravel driveway. It cut our options from bad to worse. (ibid, 8).
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