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318 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1987
Susan leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips.
“One of the things I like best about you,” she said, “is how earnest you are about your work. You pretend to be such a wise guy, and you are so rebellious about rules; but you are so careful to do what you say you’ll do.”
“There’s not too much else to be careful about,” I said.
“Post Christian ethics,” she said.
“I'm careful about you,” I said.
“Yes,” she said, “about me, and about us.”
“You too,” I said.
“We’ve both learned to be careful of us,” she said.
We looked at each other. The connective force of our gaze was palpable.
“Forever,” I said finally.
Susan nodded.
"'We stay here,' Hawk said, 'we gonna have to shoot up a mess of Wheaton cops.'The plot culminates in a silly shootout, which inspired me to consider an alternative title for the novel, Pale Plot and Climax.
'I know,' Susan said.
'There ain't but maybe fifty of them,' Hawk said.
'But then all the other cops in the world will be on our case,' I said.
'We may run out of ammunition,' Hawk said."
"'Tired?' Susan said.Two-and-a-quarter stars.
'And hungry and in the throes of caffeine withdrawal, and sexually unrequited for six days,' I said.
'There are remedies to all those problems,' Susan said. 'Trust me, I have a Ph.D.'
'From Harvard too,' I said."