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It last the end of the case, the leads had evaporated, dried up like a summer well. The mud was dryed and cracked just like his old fashioned ideas of good and bad. He was so far out of fashion he was coming back in again, but he didn’t know that and neither did the hicks in the God foresacken hole they called a town in these parts. But it didn’t matter anymore, his mission now was to get out faster than a cougar with it’s paw...