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Who knows?"My father jogged to us. "Maria, go stay with Mrs. Walters."Maria walked to where my mother was sitting while Dad and I stared at the object..."Where do you think it came from?" I asked.Dad dropped to a knee and ran his palm over the surface. He stood up and flipped it over."You're lucky you didn't cut yourself," he said. "Look at the jagged edge." What is it?" I don't know. Maybe part of our jet. Or it could be anything. Let's take it back to the shed."I stooped to pick it. "Well that was that then.All he had to do was sit tight and all would be taken care of. Somehow that didn't make him feel that much more secure.He stuffed his suit and other clothes into a large "Fellows" carrier bag and set it down on the floor beside his desk."Just hold it for Christ's sake." muttered one of the intruders."But it's heavy. Maybe I should go at the front." I don't believe this. Alright, let's change places."Denis listened carefully. They appeared to be at the top of the stairs. More

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