Stice stuck to the window — "Pull my sorry ass off here…"
‘Pull my sorry ass off here, Inc, and I’ll take and show you some parabnormal shit that’ll shake your personal tree but good,’ Stice said, bracing. ‘ ’n’t said nothing to nobody but Lyle about it, and I’m sick of the secretness of it. You won’t pre-formulize any judgments, Inc, I know.’
Context
Stice bracing to be yanked free, offering Hal admission to the haunting he's carried alone — only Lyle knows, and Lyle (per scene 175's inference) may know rather more than Stice suspects. The promise is the arc's next hinge, paying off in the ceiling-bolted bed and the colloquy of scene 179; the "show you" never quite happens on the page — the blizzard and the GYAAAAAAA intervene.