Зеленая миля

Chapter 2

           andthen,maybe,he’dthinkofOldSparkyanditwouldcrosshismindthatyes,inawaywewerekillers.I’ddoneseventy-sevenmyself,morethananyofthemenI’deverputthechest-strapon,morethanSergeantYorkhimselfgotcreditforinWorldWarI.KillingPercywouldn’tbelogical,butwe’dalreadybehavedillogically,hewouldhavetoldhimselfashesattherewithhisarmsbehindhim,workingwithhistonguetogetthetapeoffhismouth.Andbesides,logicmostlikelydoesn’thavemuchpoweroveraperson’sthoughtswhenthatpersonissittingonthefloorofaroomwithsoftwalls,wrappedupasneatandtightasanyspidereverwrappedafly.

           Whichistosay,ifIdidn’thavehimwhereIwantednow,Ineverwould.

           "I’lltakethetapeoffyourmouthifyoupromisenottostartyowling,"Isaid."Iwanttohaveatalkwithyou,notashoutingmatch.Sowhatdoyousay?Willyoubequiet?"

           Isawreliefcomeupinhiseyesasherealizedthat,ifIwantedtotalk,hereallydidstandagoodchanceofgettingoutofthiswithawholeskin.Henoddedhishead.

           "Ifyoustartnoisingoff,thetapegoesbackon,"Isaid."Doyouunderstandthat,too?"

           Anothernod,ratherimpatientthistime.

           Ireachedup,grabbedtheendoftherunnerhe’dworkedloose,andgaveitahardyank.Itmadealoudpeelingsound.Brutalwinced.Percyyippedwithpainandbeganrubbinghislips.

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