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Origins...

            From where he lay on the ground, Roland could see carrion birds circling, nimble as angels on the evening breeze. His eyes tracked them intently, and, despite the small trickle of blood that ran from the corners of his mouth, he managed a smile. 

Chapter Twenty Seven

                  David awoke in the hospital with an intravenous tube in his arm and his limbs restrained. Groggily he became aware of his surroundings. He could also see the silhouette of a uniformed policeman through the vertical glass window that every hospital room door seemed to have. Greta was sitting in the bedside chair, her eyes bloodshot and tired.