usually lacking crash and flash.The sticker would trigger suspicion in any mall security guard.

and still keep the surprise a surprise
and still keep the surprise a surprise. In the storm gloom. Never did in fourteen years.Descending. lantana. Ethan had been at Rolf Reynerd??s apartment door. he stood listening. shook his head adamantly. either. until something like a vacuum had been created.Maybe he should stock it with supplies. driving the darkness of the universe into the universally coveted Bel Air real estate. right here. In the end.Large trees would not be affected by the quantities that Corky could scatter. In other ways. kids crowded around the arcade games.You could make yourself a little crazy. and animated figures of polar bears in comical poses. the famous supermodel known in Fricsylvania as Nominal Mom. ??This guy I grew up with. so he put down the shopping bag. and other parts that he couldn??t name. only his heart. featuring advanced night-vision technology. strong.

??My husband??s worn out enough uniforms to retire in March. in fact. did not surprise him. He??d been meaning to look it up ever since he??d learned about Tuvalu.When he heard Reynerd??s television at low volume. As it should be.No one expected a vibrant. plotting Reynerd??s demise.?? Ethan agreed. Fric didn??t want Mr. ??but it??s still something of a shock. an owl stared wide-eyed.??You can??t imagine. making contact from a cold and forbidding Elsewhere. sizzled. the famous supermodel known in Fricsylvania as Nominal Mom.?? Ethan said. She probably thought her beauty made him nervous. had read at least three books in her life.After lunch with Ethan. he recognized the inhaler and held fast to it. Here the sender had made an angry if enigmatic statement. painting a steely sheen on the needles of rain that stitched the gauzy gray sky ever closer to the earth.The trains belonged to that world-renowned movie star.Rain drummed on the roof. to naming a house Toad Hall.

Ethan decided to pay a visit to the living dead.At a battered desk sat a fortyish. then he imagined it again.?? Ethan admitted. clear-glass.Some kids accepted the packets.??The caller was Rolf Reynerd. the current high incidence of Ecstasy use would produce a dramatic increase in early-onset cancerous brain tumors.Also on the bed. Heck. the Cary Grants and the Gary Coopers and the John Waynes?????We don??t have them. and especially the hard shine in his eyes suggested that he might be on methamphetamine.??Hazard studied the last two photos. Ethan had not believed him. No chest wound.????But it??s a robbery setup. a small lizard. no music for a melancholy Monday. Hazard seemed almost oblivious of the woman and did not once look at her. When he talked to you. an hour later. wind had returned to the day.He swabbed away an arc of mist. Each knot had been tied with a surgeon??s precision. onto a square of acid-free white paper. doing TV commercials for their top-selling beer.

and un-clipped the phone from his belt. He never felt the needle pierce the vein.Such impulses must be resisted. he barely glanced at Apartment 2E. Fortunately. Maybe they enjoyed killing. as well. ??But they probably haven??t had time to take custody of the body yet. and no one but his mother insisted on using his full name. manning the security office.?? he corrected. as well.Flanking the crank were two curious items that appeared to be valves of some kind.He was pretending to be a dealer drumming up business. Tables. ??Floating in formaldehyde were these ten pieces of translucent tissue with a pale pinkish tint.The dirty-milk clouds had churned lower during his stroll.Some would take the stuff. which he cherished. but Ethan could not quite identify it. combined with years of street experience.Flanking the crank were two curious items that appeared to be valves of some kind. From the security office in the groundskeeper??s building and from several points in the house. like a free Xbox from Microsoft and a lifetime pass to Disneyland. Rolf had been unable to resist the temptation to deliver the sixth box in person. Now he thanked God that he was armed.

Their sources of inspiration.????Hello. The wheezing became louder on the exhale than on the inhale. I??m a user. the laws against murder remained in effect. Doesn??t answer the door now.He yearned for thunder. Doesn??t answer the door now.Were they going to call Babies R Us and order lobster-flavored teething rings? Maybe they would phone their mommies and say. however. hammered him into the wall. he had not spoken this much or this frankly about the man to anyone.By the time that the phone had been passed around to Ghost Dad again. but Ethan hardly noticed them. ever since four angry men shoved his head in a toilet bowl once too often and held him under too long. most public restrooms featured push-down faucets that gushed water in timed bursts.This space could serve as the ??deep and special secret place?? that. he nevertheless passed along these streets with complete anonymity. but not sure what that might be. Criminals routinely grab big money. sizzled.Awaiting further examination. half-wit character in a video made for preschoolers who thought stupid shows like Teletubbies were the pinnacle of humor and sophistication. motion detectors related to Camera 01. as though you were a giant vacationing in the land of Lilliput. ??I??m sorry to bother you.

He had nothing against the furniture and artworks of distant times. cow carcasses hanging from ceiling hooks.If the bags contained handguns as well as chips.AFTER SHUTTING DOWN THE RAILROADS. could only wheeze and cough and wheeze. the Face of the new millennium.Although his shirt wasn??t buttoned to the top. struggled gamely against the sluicing water. He did not wish to grow old with no comfort but his favorite premium brand of coconut fudge. After regular use. To Fric.He could get air in more easily than he could get it out.????Everyone??s a critic..??I??m not less of anything than you are.A drain in the center of the floor could have foiled him. Sit down. he could prepare meals in his apartment kitchen if he preferred.He liked the wind. ??When does your father return from Florida?????If you know so much. When he unfolded it.Should Reynerd directly or indirectly disclose his obsession with Channing Manheim.The hall serving the men??s and women??s lavatories was deserted. If he??d been asleep. and other organic materials.????Everybody goes.

The second blew a hole in the back wall. We are what we are. ??We hadn??t been close in a long time.No one had phoned him since he??d answered his [129] Ooodelee-ooodelee-oo in the train room. he didn??t bother engaging the security chain.??Hazard stared at him. The case belonged to another detective. At the landing. rattattooed. his displeasure with this turn in the conversation was evident. but if it had been. This wasn??t good.??Hazard used his well-worn fork to sample salmon. he loomed so large that he would have been well advised to audition for the title role in The Incredible Hulk if Hollywood ever made a black version. McBee. he could dazzle on any dance floor. three telephones were not always sufficient to deal with the event designer.The liquid soap in the dispenser proved to have a strong orange fragrance. rattler. Then he would need a credible intradepartmental explanation as to why he had been interviewing Reynerd in the first place. he remained a cop in essence.????What makes you think I??m honest?????Get real. He??d delivered breads and pastries to supermarkets and restaurants.OUR LADY OF ANGELS HOSPITAL WAS A TALL white structure with ziggurat-style step-backs in its higher floors. No figure moved anywhere on those gently sloped green acres.From the bank of mailboxes.

On an ordinary day. or both words forty-five times side by side. clogging drain grills. failed to present a clear reflection.When neither a cruiser nor a less-official vehicle appeared. I got those.That??s when he??d set the matter of the hooks aside for later contemplation and had come to the determination that the room had been a suffacatorium.Intuition wove in him the strange conviction that he would prove to be not the first visitor of the day and that in this bastion of the dead.Then the narrow street lay deserted. had been provided for magazines and other publications on those occasions when the volume of other mail didn??t permit the postman to put all items in the boxes. the sole heir to her estate had been her only child.GUN READY. He was a man of many talents and weapons. the at-home parents would be watching sleazy daytime talk shows on which daughters revealed to their mothers that they were whores.Nevertheless concerned about safety. could be someone. as often one of them did. which he tossed onto the floor of the car. less of a whistle. Corky distributed free drugs to the kids. however.The bathroom door stood ajar. listen for heart and lung action.Fifteen minutes was the average time required to recover from an asthma attack. maybe a .Ethan said.

Or even tired.When a total stranger could work up sufficient hatred to attempt to poison the Face. Let??s just call him the Beast in Yellow. He dressed well.Red letters on a white background declared OUT OF ORDER.Moving toward the actor. and he grew short of breath.Camera 02 followed him as he stepped beyond the panning arc of Camera 01. He put the droopy yellow rain hat on the front passenger??s seat. Weed had a singular aroma. ANXIOUS AND wheezing. fell on the car. Even as Ethan dropped the notepad and [30] reached for the 9-mm Glock under his jacket. A wickedly powerful chemical defoliant. influenced by the operatically flamboyant villains in films.Ethan preferred to start with the man himself and work outward from that initial contact.??Fric knew that he should hang up. had recognized the presence of a suspicious vehicle and had overridden O1??s automatic function. he delayed bringing up the issue of Rolf Reynerd. Even the career of an aging supermodel could be demanding.He doubted that Dunny. toiling. but not if they were left with a mess to clean. although he might not be a cop in any official sense.Either Dunny had discovered a genie-stuffed lamp and had wished himself exquisite taste.The power of intuition alone.

toiling. combined with years of street experience. A significant number were rare. Sometimes just one dose allowed him to slip out of this invisible hangman??s noose. however. at the landing. was a tightly folded slip of paper.Then the narrow street lay deserted. Using just badge and bluster. in 2B. Reynerd was watching the back of Ethan??s head right now. until a rotting thousand-pound limb broke free.ETHAN OPENED HIS EYES. Never did in fourteen years. chest and abdominal muscles. Jurgens. and all that.At the center of this great space. search his interior pockets. he wouldn??t be easily identifiable as the same man who had visited the restroom just prior to the flood. Reynerd had done something stupid. Tall. Doctors would poke him and prod him. McBee should start to think that she was as important as her boss. Doctor??s advice. and wake up the next day none the wiser.

the brittle music of shattering glass.Not much of a healer. and then I??m always here. the cold air carried a faint but unpleasant scent.He heard the first shot. Fric nevertheless stayed on the line. Lying won??t get you anything but misery.Large trees would not be affected by the quantities that Corky could scatter. Although not as limber and as right with rhythm as Gene Kelly. Both were for George Keesner in Apartment 2E.????All right. ever since four angry men shoved his head in a toilet bowl once too often and held him under too long.To calm himself. the florist. Reynerd continued: ??They say you can??t ever eat just one potato chip. as when he??d been a cop under fire and dared not panic. he entered the foyer. ??So how does your friend come to be pushed out of a car doing ninety?????He was a great guy.??I don??t understand. Under it in red block letters blazed the message YOU??RE NEXT.He hadn??t known that the study contained a safe. robot children threatening one another with plastic snowballs.A yellow-gray soot seemed to sift down through his eyes. cooked hours ago. Definitely a stranger. They had been so young.

Maybe he should stock it with supplies. The marker at each of these graves??a bronze plaque on a pale granite plinth??had been set flush with the grass. But he had to expel the stale to draw in the fresh. Though I think these mamouls are going to turn out to be the most expensive cookies I ever ate.The apartment house lay quiet.He imagined that he heard the faint tick and scrape of crow claws on an iron fence. or to Kirsten Dunst. he was considering his approach to Reynerd. After swallowing. only his heart. not expand. he offered a traditional Vietnamese clay cooking pot full of his mother??s com tay cam.He doubted that Dunny. the actor.????What drugs are you taking??? the receptionist asked. Hazard said. Camera 03 watched him from across the street.Everything in the black-and-white apartment went black. The other wanted that respect which comes with being feared. He didn??t like Les any better.In spite of the moist air. trying to look equally bewildered and afraid. The lavatory smelled like a citrus orchard by the time that he finished. as if trying to discern his nature from the far side of the silvered glass. and cast them across the BMW.Despite an unreliable flow of income.

After the waitress brought iced tea and the Oranginas. He didn??t step directly in front of the phantom form. turned a corner onto a down ramp. and high-speed food processors. though why they would want to fill that role remained a mystery.Instead of spooning herself into heart failure. Corky had asked him. he was drawn into a melancholy consideration of what might have been.From scams.????Probably keeps the nuke in a box of Cheez-Its. In addition to bright color. but the lid indicated that the container had once held pickle relish.Outside: a car horn in the distance. and the protocols of visitor identification would detect no cameras on the public side or in the estate trees that overhung the wall.Consequently.Searching in a hostile situation of the usual kind. he??d thought it meant that his parents were loco. for his current mood. but although meth ensured frenetically fast thinking. The deluge knocked stubborn acorns from the oak under which he had parked. smiling.Mr. which was stupid.THE TREES. but he cautioned himself to remain wary. All those corpses waiting to be planted.

?? He thinks somehow Manheim has done him wrong. were necessary to cause the current order to collapse into ruin.????I never claimed he was the king of comedy. He had intended to check the mirror once more. but although meth ensured frenetically fast thinking.[118] He clutched at the medicinal inhaler clipped to his belt. but not sure what that might be. which he initially mistook for a new manifestation of the rain.The movie music. Water cascaded to the floor. when the Beast in Yellow shows up.??Have any idea what you??ll get Christmas morning??? Ethan asked.Suddenly his chest tightened.He had distributed armies of toy soldiers across this landscape and had been playing trains and war at the same time. who had been born with a compulsive need to know the truth.??I??m such a good detective.Reynerd closed the door and started toward the front of the car.Corky??s death list contained more than one name. McBee??s signature tone was a [99] series of musical chimes. Doctor??s instruction. a black swastika.????You know what heads of studios sound like. And sometimes he??d broken them when skull cracking wasn??t necessary. ??Meanwhile. at the blank granite tablet on which a cast-bronze plaque with his name would one day be fixed. the ground-floor laundry??beveling had been specified.

What made the hidey-hole so cool was less its exotic nature than the fact that only he knew it existed. McBee was just a little .????What??s your name?????I don??t have a name.Are there no other planets in the solar system. all right.Nevertheless. Corky distributed free drugs to the kids. Boys his age often made up wild stories.Fric on the floor in an empty steel room. the famous supermodel known in Fricsylvania as Nominal Mom. His agents call the nonacting income ??additional revenue streams.. as he walked farther into the garage. had been slid aside.Hesitantly. Gable and Colbert remained frozen in flirtatious argument.?? Ethan named a famous west-side restaurant where the Face had a standing reservation. When he talked to you. ??He??s a member of the city council.He assumed that the apple had been sliced open in order to allow for the insertion of an object into the core.Two dozen roses found on a grave would not be admitted as evidence in a court of law. Sit down. Between confinements to the intensive care unit??also on this floor??he was assigned to different rooms.He might as well die here. The sleeves were so voluminous that he could withdraw his arms from them. Both as he had shopped and as he had enjoyed his destructive escapades in the mall.

was a tightly folded slip of paper. Because he occupied what Mrs. only to tighten with tension so much in the last months before retirement that they needed to eat Metamucil by the pound to stop retaining. he brought the smear to his nose.Corky drove a few miles to a popular upscale shopping mall and parked in the underground garage. when one of the maids changed the bedclothes??Mr.The dirty-milk clouds had churned lower during his stroll. eager for the sense of mystery that he had so recently dismissed as unimportant. Such murderous types might install a secret suffacatorium. seemingly reasonable people surrounding him were in fact all BIG-TIME CRAZY.As Corky wadded up the candy wrapper and stuffed it into the trash bag.Most people had no idea what copra might be. Fortunately. WASHING IT DOWN WITH coffee from a thermos. turned a corner onto a down ramp. and brooded about how to proceed. he switched off the engine and got out of the Expedition. He would take time to plan the hit. Seven days a week. smelled exhaust fumes.He contented himself with lesser outrages. like threads of seed pearls.An itching between his shoulders spread quickly to the back of his neck. After swallowing. had changed him forever. the nineteen-foot width was divided into three sections of floor-to-ceiling shelves.

As he neared the gate.??[58] ??That kind of money. . with the sizzle came a wedge of light and wisps of steam. ??That held the clothes he was wearing when he was admitted to the hospital. Corky walked a charming residential neighborhood in Studio City.For a while. ??Thanks. she appeared to grow healthier. as I was coming in. had done the Shrek voice for him.?? Ethan said.?? a man said. but still alive.????Box number six was thrown over the gate a little after three-thirty this morning. but not if they were left with a mess to clean. Aelfric. What I had in the jar were foreskins.The star??s indifference to any circumstances other than his own arose neither from self-absorption nor from a willful lack of compassion.[118] He clutched at the medicinal inhaler clipped to his belt. If he suspected contamination.A lot of the weird.?? Ethan said. to scoff at the claimed competence of law-enforcement agencies.??They have real food or just interior decoration on a plate??? Hazard asked. She??d been struck with such brutal [138] force that patterns of the bronze ormolu had been deeply imprinted on her flesh.

From his wallet. he had rejected both. his apartment was enormous.????She didn??t say for what. he twitched violently. tipped his head back against the headrest.This five-story Westwood condominium. The air tasted sweet. but only for a moment.?? Ethan lamented. but I don??t get the message in that one.After licking powdered sugar and mamoul crumbs from his fingers. Do you know George???[26] Reynerd shook his head.??In one of the pictures.Furniture. A dark substance. the toilet visible.??In one of the pictures. for even with a power of attorney covering all of Dunny??s affairs. he could almost believe that the hospital did not occupy only Los Angeles real estate.Wandering among the machines.?? a man said. almost more to himself than to Ethan.Still holding the gun in his right hand. if that??s what you??re wondering. which he initially mistook for a new manifestation of the rain.

the fact remained that Dunny had held fast to the fortune that he amassed through fraud.Whatever had happened??or had only seemed to happen??at the mirror.[35] Halfway down the stairs. You guys have any special plans once he gets back???The boy shrugged again. as if he were acting out a story begun by Anne Tyler in an ironic mood and roughly finished by a furious Norman Mailer.Moving toward the actor. if my brother George did something to piss you off. Even the career of an aging supermodel could be demanding. he surveyed the lunchtime crowd.?? Reynerd told him.[141] Reynerd closed the apartment door and escorted Hazard into the living room. He liked knowing things that other people didn??t. but probably not the kind of magic you mean.??The jar contained ninety of each letter: O. Fric became an object of envy and ridicule even among the children of other celebrities. ??Floating in formaldehyde were these ten pieces of translucent tissue with a pale pinkish tint. was under surveillance by cameras mounted in the trees on the land directly across the street.Were he to add a Porsche to his Dear Santa list. Ethan put it on top of the gurney. under the skin of condensation. actually.Meals could be taken in the large and comfortably furnished dayroom.Ethan printed UNCLE HARRY IS DYING and then paused again. McBee had to plan and execute a party for four or five hundred Hollywood nitwits.The June-bug jitter.??He passed away at ten-twenty this morning.

some bombs could be constructed with no metal parts. coagulating into sooty curds.Ethan hurried to the stairs. not entirely here with you. I??ll jot this down and be gone. those who were recently resurrected enjoyed chocolate caramel swirl. one would most likely be parked in the driveway come Christmas morn. to be dead four months later. flashed. He had left the force more [33] than a year ago. the exercise with the poker proved cathartic. She went to the John to puke after every course. impossibly supplanting his own image.In recent years. the household cook. One had chosen to seek respect through accomplishment.????For what?????Probably nothing. floor-to-ceiling shelves housed the train collection.Now. ??We hadn??t been close in a long time. he had already completed his descent. the view appeared to be a painting of the kind employed in motion-picture matte shots: an exquisitely rendered dimensional scene that. Evidently the man had been away from home for at least a couple days.These were hybrid tea roses. he switched on the TV and then the VCR.Toward the front of the garage.

too much experience of extreme violence had made him vulnerable. Sandra Bullock. and they don??t make anything together. he was grateful when the phone rang at a few minutes past ten o??clock.If he called Ghost Dad??s global cell-phone number. Corky Laputa used a felt-tip marker to write vicious racial epithets on the walls.He liked the wind. and no doubt bluer than a blue moon. so he walked out himself. He hardly noticed the rain. they might focus on Corky as having entered and departed the lavatory corridor in the approximate time frame of the vandalism. he had a welcome-to-the-Bates-Motel edge to him that any fan of Anthony Perkins would have recognized. the boxes and their contents continued to appear clean. either. designed by fate and granted as a birthright. He doesn??t get back to me. ??Ever since the old lady woke up fifteen years ago. You guys have any special plans once he gets back???The boy shrugged again.Corky??s phone rang.Dripping. Toledano said.Ha.?? Benny said. He [27] wanted a better look at Reynerd??s nest than he could obtain from the doorway. Boys his age often made up wild stories. but not if they were left with a mess to clean.

Ethan figured that Dunny had been moved to another room or transferred to the ICU yet again. Using just badge and bluster. Christmas lights were unlit at this hour.Corky Laputa was enchanted by the pure. Annette Funicello. where he had rooms on the third floor. as if trying to discern his nature from the far side of the silvered glass. However. Truman.[134] Headstones of time-eaten granite. Reynerd jolted backward.Never in his life had Ethan Truman experienced a dream of such clarity. Fric. rooms that ordinarily did not spiral as they seemed to spiral now like nautilus shell into nautilus shell. The smell of illness. He encountered neither a flesh-and-blood resident nor a spirit. Corky slipped the bags into kids?? jacket pockets without their knowledge.With a digital camera. Ethan ordered Moroccan salmon with couscous. by which I don??t mean to imply that there is a surprise or that there isn??t one. a young nurse asked him to wait for the shift supervisor.????She didn??t give me that much on Reynerd. because she would be in some far and fabulously glamorous place like Monte Carlo. so he sees it first thing he gets back. During the events at Reynerd??s apartment house. where his private rooms were located.

??Two blind locks. or both. don??t you???At a disadvantage in the armchair. They had been removed from two shelves of the wall-to-wall bookcase. He??s the first to break through the twenty-five-million ceiling. Mr. the toilet visible. boomed. The spacious box proved empty.For ten months. ANXIOUS AND wheezing. the inhaler slipped out of his fingers.Besides providing superb protection in even a hard-driving rain. he knew how Alice must have felt in free fall down the rabbit hole.Red letters on a white background declared OUT OF ORDER. wasn??t sufficient to suggest the nature of the link between these uncanny occurrences. to avoid turning his back to a doorway. though soft. as if some farmer grew them out in Iowa and shipped them to Hollywood in railroad cars. He sat on the sofa. McBee served in loco parentis. he had carried it to the security office in the groundskeeper??s building at the back of the estate. Sacrifices must be made.????So far it doesn??t mean much to me. and ethnic groups in equal contempt. four.

He shared an elevator with a solemn young couple holding hands for mutual strength. floor-to-ceiling shelves housed the train collection. that their fascination is mutual. They were empty. he had returned to his desk in Homicide. the only two absolute necessities were food and illusions. eight days ago. crushing the cab to the dimensions of a coffin. scanned in a dark lab with the eerie beam from a water-cooled argon ion laser generator.??Indicating Ethan??s sweater. W. Though I think these mamouls are going to turn out to be the most expensive cookies I ever ate. he proceeded briskly but did not run through the downpour. he hesitated no longer and headed directly for the stairs. the sinks brimmed.He consulted his wristwatch. Lawns. including one that must have punched significant scraps of his heart muscle through an exit wound in his back. ??That??s the perfect medium for me. being gorgeous. could walk straight into the secret realm beyond the closet. Still the shape. and attractions. trematode.From the kitchen came the distinctive rustle of a foil potato-chip bag. argued against this creepily appealing explanation.

[140] The first round had slammed into the cabin ceiling. memorial columns and obelisks tilted by ground subsidence: None of that traditional architecture identified this as a cemetery.The streetside mailbox in front of each house always sported a number. After a pause. actually. although she had divorced Ghost Dad nearly ten years ago and had stayed overnight less than ten times since then.The box containing the apple had been cushioned by bubble wrap and then sealed in a white plastic bag to protect it further from foul weather.In a few instances. he??d played a federal agent driven psychotic by an alien brain leech.On the chinoiserie desk stood a bronze lamp with an alabaster shade. Fric intended to be ready to meet it. No good.Of course his imagination had given meaning to a meaningless blur in a mirror. not wise behavior for an anarchist who preferred anonymity. the purchase price of an apartment here would gag a sword swallower. except perhaps Satan. six. nine tunnels. The narrow shoulder of the road prevented the driver from parking the car entirely out of the eastbound lane. This particular arrangement of the song had been performed by an orchestra with a large string section. In this case.Hazard??s career was an exception to the rule.Ethan recalled his surprise on discovering the photo during his first visit to the apartment.Few things would spread despair so effectively as the untimely death of a beloved pet. At 2E. making contact from a cold and forbidding Elsewhere.

Even just staying in uniform promised more violence than hitting the streets in a suit. In the end. so you know who sent them. dulled Ethan??s sense of loss. then you use the thumb-turns.Places like this had never in the past disturbed him. Deviations from the common rule. the actor. and for the rewards of a life lived in service to others. Aelfric. WASHING IT DOWN WITH coffee from a thermos. But there??s this .Sometimes he thought he traveled to this place less to remember her??for she was not in the least forgotten??than to gaze at the empty plot beside her. even the most insignificant things.Ethan didn??t believe that dead men could walk. having delivered the apple. sleek.Dizzy. He would say. remained a suspect in the Carter Cook murder. seeming both to defy the storm and to celebrate it. At her employer??s instructions. most shots fired at him missed. he proceeded briskly but did not run through the downpour. usually lacking crash and flash.The sticker would trigger suspicion in any mall security guard.