`` this is not a good idea , '' i said . the last attempt on my life by the hunters was in nineteen ten . why 'd you burn your own place down ? '' i put the pills in the hot chocolate . he noticed his sister was already asleep . the lincolns back door opened and silver stood up ; his hair and suit shining in the mornings high sun . alone , it rings in my head over and over . `` are you going to call him and arrange a time to talk ? '' 