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We’re up against an ancient, five-dimensional demonic entity, and the only clue Mr. Dyson left you was a cat turd?”
    I shrugged. “Unfortunately, yes.”
    “Did you keep it?”
    “Why would I keep it?”
    “Is the Gasman’s weakness cat turds or something?”
    “I really doubt that.”
    “I hate cats.” She crossed her arms. “Why couldn’t Dyson just tell you upfront?”
    “Because . . . because the Head-Scratching Rifle is already in my head,” I said. “Following me through my memories. It’s learning everything. Like he said, it would be like trying to beat yourself at chess.”
    She sighed. “And . . . I might be a figment of your imagination.”
    “Yep.”
    “Let’s wait for the Gasman this time.” She lowered her voice, like a quarterback in a huddle, her Beretta discreetly tucked in her lap.

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