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FANCHER LADDIGAN MADE HIS way down a long dim corridor in the rear portion of the Childress Barber College, in Mars City’s eastern quarter. He stopped and hesitated, with some trepidation, before an unmarked door near the end of the corridor.

Completely bald, bespectacled and well up in years, Fancher looked like a clerk and he had the instincts of a clerk