<blockquote>"Hold your fire! Hold your fire! Ray! It's me!"
The thin figure leaned around the doorway. "You don't say!" A bullet ricocheted off the wall near Fraser's shoulder.
"See, he doesn't remember you either. Come on! Get down!" Huey and Dewey gestured frantically from behind the upturned table they were using as a barricade. Welsh was checking his watch. "He shot at you fer chrissake!"</blockquote>
