Chapter 8

           Latethatwinter,longaftertheseeventswereover,Brutalcametomeonenightwhenitwasjustthetwoofus,EBlocktemporarilyemptyandalltheotherguardstemporarilyreassigned.PercyhadgoneontoBriarRidge.

           "Comehere,"Brutalsaidinafunny,squeezedvoicethatmademelookaroundathimsharply.Ihadjustcomeinoutofacoldandsleetynight,andhadbeenbrushingofftheshouldersofmycoatpriortohangingitup.

           "Issomethingwrong?"Iasked.

           "No,"hesaid,"butIfoundoutwhereMr.Jingleswasstaying.Whenhefirstcame,Imean,beforeDelacroixtookhimover.Doyouwanttosee?"

           OfcourseIdid.IfollowedhimdowntheGreenMiletotherestraintroom.Allthestuffwekeptstoredtherewasoutinthehall;Brutalhadapparentlytakenadvantageofthelullincustomertraffictodosomecleaningup.Thedoorwasopen,andIsawourmop-bucketinside.Thefloor,thatsamesicklimeshadeastheGreenMileitself,wasdryinginstreaks.Standinginthemiddleofthefloorwasastepladder,theonethatwasusuallykeptinthestorageroom,whichalsohappenedtoserveasthefinalstopforthestate’scondemned.Therewasashelfjuttingoutfromthebackoftheladdernearthetop,thesortofthingaworkmanwouldusetoholdhistoolkitorapainterthebuckethewasworkingoutof.Therewasaflashlightonit.Brutalhandedittome.

           "Getonupthere.

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