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Chapter 10
"Sure.Itjustfeelsnumb."
"Iguessitdidn’tgetabone.Shouldermuscle.Mustofbeenasteel-jacket.Youain’tevenbleedin’much.Comeon,guys,let’sgetback.There’sgoin’becopsthickasmaggotsaroundhere."
Theyhurriedalongtheroad.Samsaid,"Ifyougetfeelin’weak,I’llhe’pyou,kid."
"I’mallright.Wecouldn’ttakeit,Sam."
Samsaidbitterly,"Wedonenoblewhenwewasfivetoone;wemademessesofthemscabs."
Jimasked,"Didwekillanyof’em?"
"Idon’tthinkso.Someof’emain’tevergoin’bethesameagain."
Jimsaid,"Jesus,itwasprettyawful,wasn’tit.Didyouseethatguywithhisliptorn?"
"Hell,they’llsewhislipbackon.Wegottodoit,kid.Wejustgotto.Iftheywon’tcomeover,wejustgottoscare’em."
"Oh.Iknowit,"saidJim."I’mnotworryingabout’em."
Faraheadtheyheardasiren.Samcried,"Jumpfortheditch,youguys.Liedownintheditch.Herecomesthecops."Hesawthattheywereallflatinadeepirrigationditchalongtheroad.Themotorcyclesroaredby,andcrossedtheintersection,andanambulanceclangedafterthem.Themendidnotraisetheirheadsuntilthemotorshaddisappearedacrosstheintersection.Samjumpedup."Comeon,now.Wegottobeatitfast."
