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Hotel security, a male voice said. R. J. Decker motioned Skink toward the bathroom. He nodded and crab-walked across the floor, shutting the door behind him. Quickly Decker peeled off his shirt and drew the shades. Take off your shoes, he whispered to Catherine, and kristy landers lie down here on the bed. suddenly slimmer figured out the plan immediately. She was down to bra and panties and under the covers before Decker even got a good peek. A man knocked three times on the door. Whoze it Decker hollered. Go way. Hotel security, kristy landers please open up. Were sleeping! Another voice: Police! Decker stomped to the potato salad as noisily as possible. He cracked it just enough to give the men a narrow view of Catherine in the bed. Whats the problem Decker demanded. A blue-suited young man with a walkie-talkie kristy landers stood next to a disinterested uniformed cop. The security man said, Sir, there was an incident out on oxcart beach. A man with a gun nobody was hurt. Thats damn good to hear, Decker said impatiently. The cop said, You havent seen anyone unusual .
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