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RAY FOLLOWED THE TWIST of the L.A. River. It was early in the evening, the roads choked with cars, the streets filled with people. Rain darkened the landscape as night fell and Ray was soaked through. He was going to have to abandon No-Tongue’s outfit soon. The mute hadn’t transitioned from his summer wardrobe and the thin fabric wasn’t doing its job. Ray figured if No-Tongue traveled light in January, he had probably already shed some of the layers Ray had given him that morning. He wouldn’t feel too bad about upgrading his coat as soon as he passed a thrift store’s donation bin.
The rain gave him another problem; Raccoon Man would stay underground for the night.
Few people knew about the abandoned tunnels under downtown Los Angeles. The Belmont Tunnel, the most well-known old subwa
