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Stephen King LATER

For Chris Lotts

“There are only so many tomorrows.”

—MICHAEL LANDON

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Marsden’s house came into view. It was like one of those Hollywood Hills mansions you see in the movies: big and jutting out over the drop. The side facing us was all glass.

“The house that heroin built.” Liz sounded vicious.

There was one more curve before we came to the paved yard in front of the house. Liz drove around it and I saw a man in front of the double garage where Marsden’s fancy cars were. I opened my mouth to say it must be Teddy, the gatekeeper, but then I saw his mouth was gone.

And given the red hole where his mouth had been, he hadn’t died a natural death.

Like I said, this is a horror story…