Long Tom looked quickly at Doc, then spoke into the small microphone.

Remaining in a crouched position he stared at Doc and me for what seemed like a long time.

She looked up at Doc and gave him her best smile.

He shook his head again, blinked, and stared at Doc.

She looked at Doc, as though she was going to say something, then changed her mind.

"The way they look at Doc, it's like he's carrying a living curse."

He looked at Doc, who sat next to him.

They now had a free play at Doc and his two companions.

They pointed guns at Doc and the girl, neither of whom moved.

She looked at Doc standing patiently in the open doorway.