Hooter locked up his brakes and screeched to a gravel-spraying, fish-tailing stop along the shoulder. He snatched the cell phone from its cradle and threw it as high and far as he could into the pasture beside the road. Then he lifted his 30-30 from the rack, slipped between the wires of the fence, found the loathsome electronic gadget looking no
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