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“I just hope,” Lac hears Chuck shouting from behind him, “that when we get there it’s not already overrun by the Salesians.” He turns his head to let the man whose hand is holding steady the boat’s outboard motor see his half-hearted grin. “It’s bad enough,” he adds, “that they’re elbows-deep in every part of the government down here.” Lac nods, prolonging the grin for an added beat before turning back to continue scanning the bank. It’s all the solidarity he can muster just now for this generous and amiable missionary taking him up the river with their two blessedly unobtrusive companions.
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