Afleveringen
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Music and credits.
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What I’m about to tell you sounds crazy. I died. More on that later. I’m still piecing together the story. Each fragment is like a Post-it I was lucky enough to pull from deep inside my disjointed memory. Or from a trusted friend. Or an enemy…
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Zijn er afleveringen die ontbreken?
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When I opened my eyes, I was in water under low lights. I remembered gunfire and people shouting. This wasn’t Afghanistan…
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Like an abandoned puppy, the guard stared at his dead friend’s body. “Is there another way out?” I said…
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I didn’t see anyone for a long time. A scrawny coyote appeared from out of a gully, limping. When he saw me, he yipped. The animal remained still as I inched closer…
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The sun was scorching. I was so dehydrated I saw spots. And I was starving. Up ahead, there was a worn white sign. Sitting atop a huge pole, it read “Café” in rust-colored letters…
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Raul said little as we made our way south on the 14 toward LA. I worried about what would happen to John and Consuelo. These guys were professionals…
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Cold water trickled down my face and neck. I thought I recognized Bo watching over me, one eyebrow arched. It was Raul, holding a bottle of water…
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Spanish-speaking voices woke me, and I sat up. A scattering of immigrants wearing their finest filed into the church. I wished I knew what time it was…
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I was in a dream—not the one I’d awakened from at Hellborn…
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The tailor had an office on Santee in the garment district. We had to climb four flights of stairs because the stupid elevator was out. Never mind, I needed the cardio…
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After two hours of shopping, I’d had enough. Plus, my feet were in agony. And I was starving. I dumped my bags in the trunk and got into the car…
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It was late when we left The Last Bookstore. We’d spent a couple of hours, and it was hard for me to leave. I imagined living in a tent beneath the Book Arch Wall. Happily reading and eating take-out. No Kersey. No Hellborn. No djinn…
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Raul picked me up at 0800 sharp. I’d washed and pressed the shirt. Instead of the heels Nate lent me, I decided on soft black Italian booties—M. Gemi…
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We arrived at Otay Mesa Detention Center in the late afternoon. The place was enormous. A chain-link fence topped with razor wire surrounded drab beige and brown buildings…
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Fishtailing, the van skidded off the road and came to a jagged halt in the sand. Raul climbed out of the vehicle—weapon raised—and crouched behind the driver’s side door…
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I made it to LA with barely enough time to get ready. On cue, Dickles the Clown leered at me from behind the desk as I entered the lobby…
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By the time I got home, I’d already decided to return to Hellborn. I changed clothes and got on the road, heading north toward the desert…
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I made my way to the room with all the tanks. Outside in the hallway, the lights were on. There were bullet scars on the walls and blood spray everywhere…
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Before heading back to LA, I stopped at the café in Perro Negro. It was dark inside. I got out and peered through the front door. There was a light on in the kitchen…
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