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"Like a honeycomb pattern," Raylan said, nodding a little with his bare understanding. "I don't know about hexagonal numbers, but-" He sighed as he pushed off the table, adjusting his hat back on his head a little. "Crazy will do what it wants, regardless of how much sense it makes to the rest of us. So I assume that you're thinking he's come around these parts now."

The FBI was uptight and he was hard pressed to find one of them that didn't have some kind of stick up their ass. He didn't doubt the story about that.

"You said he's gonna target young women - you got anything more than that or does he just go around.. looking for pretty girls." Which wasn't out of the question either - Crazy would do crazy. "Picture? Name?"