“Do you want to know what I was doing out on the ice?”
Hinzelmann shrugged. “None of my business,”
“You know what I don’t understand…” said Shadow. He hesitated, putting his thoughts in order. “I don’t understand why you saved my life.”
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“Well,” said Hinzelmann, “the way I was brought up, if you see another fellow in trouble-”
“No,” said Shadow. “That’s not what I mean. I mean, you killed all those kids. Every winter. I was the only one to have figured it out. You must have seen me open the trunk. Why didn’t you just let me drown?”
Hinzelmann tipped his head on one side. He scratched his nose, thoughtfully, rocked back and forth as if he were thinking. “Well,” he said. “That’s a good question. I guess it’s because I owed a certain party a debt. And I’m good for my debts.”
“Wednesday?”
“That’s the fellow.”
“There was a reason he hid me in Lakeside, wasn’t there? There was a reason nobody should have been able to find me here.”
Hinzelmann said nothing. He unhooked a heavy black poker from its place on the wall, and he prodded at the fire with it, sending up a cloud of orange sparks and smoke. “This is my home,” he said, petulantly. “It’s a good town.”
Shadow finished his coffee. He put the cup down on the floor. The effort was exhausting. “How long have you been here?”
“Long enough.”
“And you made the lake?”
