John William Waterhouse The Lady Clare painting

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the forty parking stalls, many were empty at this hour on a work day.Toward the front of the garage, a car steep exit ramp to the street.The driver thumbed CLOSE on his remote even as he passed under the gate, which was clattering down again when Ethan reached it. Already the Mercedes had turned out of sight into the street above.He stood there for a moment, peering through the gate into the gray storm light.Rainwater streamed down the driveway ramp. Foaming, it vanished through the slots of a drain in the pavement immediately outside the garage.On that concrete incline, a small lizard, back broken by a car tire, but still alive, the sluicing water. So persistently did it twitch upward inch by inch that it seemed backed out of a stall. Ethan recognized Dunny’s midnight-blue Mercedes sedan.Triggered by remote control, the garage gate was already rising with a steely clack and clatter.Pistol still in hand, Ethan ran toward the car as it pulled away from him. The gate rose slowly, and the Mercedes had to stop for it. Through the rear window, he could see the silhouette of a man behind the steering wheel, but not clearly enough to make an identification.Drawing near to the Mercedes, he swung wide of it. He intended to go directly to the driver’s door.[110] The car shot forward while the barrier continued to rise, before it was fully out of the way. The roof of the Mercedes came within a fraction of an inch of leaving a generous paint sample on the bottom rail of the ascending gate, and raced up the