Andrew and Dr. Lichten were long gone when Odd Thomas, standing in Andrew’s room still staring at the floor, slowly held up his right hand. The others were talking heatedly, arguing over what they should do. Ty and Big Ron wanted to charge out and try to save him. Simpleton wanted to help also but cautioned for patience to figure out a plan. Kate was trying to exhaust every swear word in her vocabulary. One by one they stopped when they noticed the big grin on Odd’s face and saw what he was holding in his hand. In his slightly shaking palm was a cardkey lifted deftly from the pocket of one of the orderlies.
