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We left Blow, Salzwedel and Frank Rust heading across the water toward Turtle Island where they believe Sarah Kellum is hiding out. We pick them up as a storm sweeps in from the northeast.
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Their boat hits a sandbar and overturns. Blow and Rust can't find Salzwedel. Now, on Turtle Island, a shot pierces the stormy night. A wailing scream. Oh, mercy!
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We left them slogging through the mud in a vicious nor'easter. We pick them up still slogging, but getting nearer...to what? *gasp*
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Not quite Elsa's Procession to the Cathedral, but a harrowing sojourn nonetheless. Amid gunshots, screams and a nor'easter's fury, they get there here:
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Finally! Blow arrives at the house to find Sarah with a shotgun, huddled by a kerosene heater, a tad cuckoo...
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Naked under a blanket with 15-year-old Sarah clutching him, Blow argues with cops who bust in the door. (Do I hear "Truckin'" in the background?)
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Interrogation, revelation, search, contentiousness, foul language, getting in faces, dealmaking--it's allll here.
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Blow and Salzwedel discuss with the Kellams Bart Gladstone's offer of 100k for the Battle of Lexington documents.
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Morning of Newt Gunther's funeral. Media to swarm, Colonial Honor Guard to fire musket salute, Blow hot from kissing Mary Lloyd and lusting after Joy Leigh...
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The sight of Newt Gunther's head being blown off again and again and again had the effect not only of numbing Blow's sensibility to its grotesqueness.
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Blow, torn between lust and suspicion, is nearly trampled by a runaway horse at the bastard Newt Gunther's funeral.
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Murder solved...or is it?
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She thought at first it was lightning.
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That quick, sharp pang in the stomach...
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“Oh, Blow, where's your sense of humor?”
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