Американские боги
Chapter 6
Andthen,becausehejustcouldn’tdoitanymore,heputthecoinsaway,andtookouttheLiberty-headdollarthatZoryaPolunochnayahadgivenhim,andheldontoittightly,andwaited.
Atthreeinthemorning,byhiswatch,thespooksreturnedtointerrogatehim.Twomenindarksuits,withdarkhairandshinyblackshoes.Spooks.Onewassquare-jawed,wide-shouldered,greathair,lookedlikehehadplayedfootballinhighschool,badlybittenfingernails,theotherhadarecedinghairline,silver-rimmedroundglasses,manicurednails.Whiletheylookednothingalike,Shadowfoundhimselfsuspectingthat,onsomelevel,possiblycellular,thetwomenwereidentical.Theystoodoneachsideofthecardtable,lookingdownathim.
"HowlonghaveyoubeenworkingforCargo,sir?"askedone.
"Idon’tknowwhatthatis,"saidShadow.
"HecallshimselfWednesday.Grimm.Olfather.Oldguy.You’vebeenseenwithhim,sir."
"I’vebeenworkingforhimforthreedays."
"Don’tlietous,sir,"saidthespookwiththeglasses.
"Okay,"saidShadow."Iwon’t.Butit’sstillthreedays."
Theclean-jawedspookreacheddownandtwistedShadow’searbetweenfingerandthumb.Hesqueezedashetwisted.Thepainwasintense."Wetoldyounottolietous,sir,"hesaid,mildly.Thenheletgo.
Eachofthespookshadagun-bulgeunderhisjacket.
