Американские боги
Chapter 7
"
"Werethereany,anyclues?"HesoundedlikeaTVcop.Hetriedagain."Didtheysuspectfoulplay?"Thatsoundedworse.
"Theysuspectedmynon-custodialassholebrother-in-law,hisfather.Whowasassholeenoughtohavestolenhimaway.Probablydid.ButthisisinalittletownintheNorthwoods.Lovely,sweet,prettylittletownwherenooneeverlockstheirdoors."Shesighed,shookherhead.Sheheldhercoffeecupinbothhands.Thenshelookedupathim,changingthesubject."HowdidyouknowIcastbronzes?"
"Luckyguess.Itwasjustsomethingtosay."
"Areyousureyouaren’tpartIndian?"
"NotthatIknow.It’spossible.Inevermetmyfather.IguessmymawouldhavetoldmeifhewasNativeAmerican,though.Maybe."
Againthemouth-twist.Samgaveuphalfwaythroughherchocolatecreampie:theslicewashalfthesizeofherhead.ShepushedtheplateacrossthetabletoShadow."Youwant?"Hesmiled,said,"Sure,"andfinisheditoff.
Thewaitresshandedthemthecheck,andShadowpaid.
"Thanks,"saidSam.
Itwasgettingcoldernow.Thecarcoughedacoupleoftimesbeforeitstarted.Shadowdrovebackontotheroad,andkeptgoingsouth."YoueverreadaguynamedHerodotus?"heasked.
"Jesus.What?"
"Herodotus.
