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obsessively ordered as the Lalique-crystal collection in the living room.Hazard selected a claw hammer and raced back upstairs, glad the thing with which to wipe his fingerprints off the hammer before he dropped it on the floor.This was a back bedroom only in the sense that it was farthest from the stairs. Like the master bedroom, it faced the front of the house. Through the window, he could see his sedan parked across the street.Returning to the bed, Hazard said, “I came in here on a hunch, without a warrant, and now I’ve got to clean up the situation to save my ass and to be sure we nail Laputa. You understand?”“Yes,” Dalton rasped.that he had turned on so many lights when he’d first come into the house.He was relieved to see that the prisoner was still alive. Dalton [553] appeared to be on the trembling edge of expiration, as if he might slip away at any moment.Hazard put his gun on the floor and used the claw hammer to pry nails from one of the thick sheets of particle board with which Laputa had sealed off the windows. They were three-inch spikes and pulled loose reluctantly, with bark and screech. He tore the board away from the window and stood it aside, against the wall.The pleated drape had been captured between board and window. Although wrinkled and dusty, it was just