Американские боги
Chapter 10
Borson,hisuncleEmerson,suchaniceman,he’dbeenby,what,aboutsix,eightweeksagonow,andrentedtheapartmentupattheoldPilsenplace,andwasn’ttheviewjusttodieforupthere?Well,honey,justwaituntilthespring,andwe’resolucky,somanyofthelakesinthispartoftheworldgobrightgreenfromthealgaeinthesummer,itwouldturnyourstomach,butourlake,well,comefourthofJulyyoucouldstillpracticallydrinkit,andMr.Borsonhadpaidforawholeyear’sleaseinadvance,andasfortheToyota4Runner,shecouldn’tbelievethatChadMulliganstillrememberedit,andyes,she’dbedelightedtogetridofit.Tellthetruth,she’dprettymuchresignedherselftogivingittoHinzelmannasthisyear’sklunkerandjusttakingthetaxwrite-off,notthatthecarwasaklunker,farfromit,no,itwasherson’scarbeforehewenttoschoolinGreenBay,and,well,he’dpainteditpurpleonedayand,ha-ha,shecertainlyhopedthatMikeAinsellikedpurple,thatwasallshehadtosay,andifhedidn’tshewouldn’tblamehim…
ChiefofPoliceMulliganexcusedhimselfnearthemiddleofthislitany."Looksliketheyneedmebackattheoffice,goodmeetingyou,Mike,"hesaid,andhemovedShadow’sshoppingbagsintothebackofMissyGunther’sstationwagon.
MissydroveShadowbacktoherplace,where,inthedrive,hesawanelderlySUV.