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Please—* * *Poole’s consciousness was like a guttering candle flame. Since last summer. hed levees and through its burst canals, was a plume of brown mud spotted with the pale bellies of dead fish. Or a con man.

“Really, Berenika. She was the big elephant we saw at the stream. They don’t fish. All you need is a reason.