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Chapter 6
"Niceofyou.Likeabiteyourself?"
"Sure,"saidMac."Wecouldevenpayforit.Imagineusguyspayin’foranything."
"Aw,thisisjustyourcut,"saidAl."Kindofacommissionforsendingtheguysintown."Heopenedhisiceboxandpattedouttwohamburgersteaksandslappedthemdownonthestove-top;andhearrangedawreathofchoppedonionsabouteachone."How’sthingscomingoutyourway?"heasked.
Macleanedconfidentiallyoverthecounter."Listen,Al.Iknowyou’reaguyIcantrust.Wegotyouonthebooks.Youbeenswelltous."
Alblushedwithpleasureatthepraise."Well,I’dbeoutwithyouguysifIdidn’thaveabusinesstokeepup.Amanseesthewayconditionsis,andinjustice,andthings—andifhe’sgotanybrainshecomestoit."
"Sure,"saidMachurriedly."Aguywithbrainsdon’thavetobetaught.Heseesthingsforhimself."
Alturnedawaytohidehispleasure.Heflippedthesteaksandpressedthemdownwithhisspatulaandgatheredupthewiltingonionsandforcedthemintothemeat.Hescrapedthegreaseintothelittletroughonthesideofthestove-top.Whenhehadforcedhisfacebacktoapropergravity,heturnedaroundagain."Sureyouguyscantrustme,"hesaid."Yououghttoknowit.Whatyougoton?"Hefilledtwocupswithcoffeeandslidthemalongthecounter.
Mactappeddelicatelyonthecounterwithaknife-blade."Theremaybebullsaskin’aboutmeandJim."