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himinevitable as rain. He stood up. “We’re friends of Barrett’s” he said. “We’re
going to take him home.”
“Ain’t no wheyface no friend of Barrett’s or any black man” said a voice
from the rear of the crowdhigh-pitched and fastalmost comical. Other
voices chorused around it: “I know that’s right.” “Uh huh.” “That’s what I’m
talking about.”
A police car eased to a stop in front of them. Robert felt a surge of relief
then saw that its windows were rolled up and the of cers inside faced forward
eyes glazed. As soon as the car in front of them inched forwardthe police
closed the gap.
If I try to run for itRobert thoughtI won’t make it to the curb.
“What do you sayBarrett?” said the baritone. “These your friendshere?
‘Cause I don’t think I like them too well.” The man started to shift his weight
back and forthworking himself up to something.
We shouldn’t have done thisRobert told himself. It was the only thought
he could manage; fear held the rest of his brain hostage.
“Barrett?” Mercy said. “Stand up.”
There was a power in her voice Robert had never heard before. Barrett
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felt it too. He reached for Robert’s handand Robert pulled him to his feet.
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