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The curtain shifted as bodies hit the back. The movement slid along the thick cloth until three men stumbled out of one end. The two on either end were identified by their coveralls as part of the crew, but the young man of twenty between them wore street clothes and a dirty tan overcoat. His hair was short and blond, and his brown eyes showed his anger. They held his arms and he thrashed in their hold.
Paul's three companions still stood near the doors. At the entrance of the three Al looped his arms through each of the ladies and smiled at them. "This looks interesting. Let's go have a closer look," he whispered as he led them down the aisle.
"Lemme go!" he snapped.
"Not until you tell us what you were doing back there!" one of the men demanded.
"None of your business!"
Pa
