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Chapter 8

           MacandJimsharedalittlepup-tentwithnofloorcloth.Theycrawledintothelittlecaveandcurledupintheiroldcomforters.Macwhispered,"IthinkDakin’sstraight,butheisn’ttakingorders."

           "Youdon’tthinkhe’lltrytogetusoutofhere,doyou,Mac?"

           "Hemight.Idon’tthinkhewill.Bytomorrownightenoughguyswillbebruisedupandmadsothey’llbemeatforus.Jesus,Jim,wecan’tletthisthingpeterout.It’stoogood."

           "Mac?"

           "Yeah?"

           "Whydon’tthecopsjustcomeandtakeusoutofhere,youandme?"

           "Scaredto.They’rescaredthemenmightgohaywire.ItmightbelikewhenoldDanfellofftheladder.Copsknowprettywellwhenthey’vegottoleavethestiffsalone.Webettergotosleep."

           "Ijustwanttoask,Mac,how’dyougetlooseoverintheorchard?Youhadabattle,didn’tyou?"

           "Sure,butitwassodarktheycouldn’tseewhotheyweresocking.IknewIcouldsockanybody."

           Jimlayquietforawhile."Wereyouscared,Mac,whentheyhadthegunsinourbacks?"

           "Damnright.I’vebeenupagainstvigilantesbefore;so’spooroldJoy.Tenorfifteenof’emganguponyouandbeatyoutoapulp.Oh,they’rebraveguys,allright.Mostlytheywearmasks.DamnrightIwasscared,weren’tyou?"

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