Natural Causes

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CONNIE HIDALGO'S CONTRACTIONS HAD BEEN LITTLE more than twinges for the first two hours of the drive; but as she and her fiance passed the New London exits on I-95, the tightening within her began to intensify.

"Billy, I think something's happening," she said.

"Gimme a break. You been sayin' that for a goddamn month, and you still got a month to go."

"I should have stayed home."

"You should have done exactly what you're doin', which is to make this trip to New York and help me make this buy."

"Well, at least you couldda taken the Mercedes. This seat is killing me."

Connie knew that taking the slick 500SL had been out of the question. The last thing Billy Molinaro wanted was to attract attention-or car thieves. Besides, he never was one to change his routine, especially when things were going well. The battered Ford wagon had always been their way into and out of Manhattan. There wasn't a chance in the world he would have agreed to doing anything differently this night. He hadn't told her how much money they were carrying in the two gym bags stuffed in the tire well, but she knew it was plenty-more than ever before.

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