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hand.
"Bye, Dad."
"Jake, wait—,'7he called after me, but I was out the door, running.
The motorcycle wasn't as fast as running [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but it was more discreet. I wondered how long it would take
Billy to wheel himself down to the store and then get someone on the phone who could get a message to
Sam. I'd bet Sam was still in his wolf form. The problem would be if Paul came back to our place
anytime soon. He could phase in a second and let Sam know what I was doing....
I wasn't going to worry about it. I would go as fast as I could, and if they caught me, I'd deal with that
when I had to.
I kicked the bike to life and then I was racing down the muddy lane. I didn't look behind me as I passed
the house.
The highway was busy with tourist traffic; I wove in and out of the cars, earning a bunch of honks and a
few fingers. I took the turn onto the 101 at seventy, not bothering to look. I had to ride the line for a
minute to avoid getting smeared by a minivan. Not that it would have killed me [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but it would have slowed
me down. Broken bones—the big ones, at least—took days to heal completely, as I had good cause to
know.
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