Unformatted text preview: ow, as corporate lawyers are bound to do. This man abducted and abused Rowan. That is all the various law enforcement agencies need to be told." Michael smiled. He started the slow climb up the long flight of stairs. Don't count them, don't think about it, don't think about a twinge in your chest, or a swimming feeling in your head. It was going to be fun working with "law enforcement agencies," trying to keep all this secret. Ah, Lord, would the papers have a field day. He suspected the simplest angle would be some cheap statement as to the man's being a "Satanist," a member of a violent and dangerous "cult." And then he thought of that shining spirit, "the man" whom he had once seen behind the crib at Christmas, and staring at him in the garden below. He thought of that radiant countenance. What's it like. Lasher, to be lost in the flesh and to have the whole world looking for you? Like being a needle in a haystack, instead of such a powerful ghost? In this da...
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This note was uploaded on 02/20/2010 for the course WRITING 220.200 taught by Professor Julie during the Spring '10 term at Johns Hopkins.
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