Американские боги
Chapter 2
"Youshouldknowthatifwedof**kingkillyou,thenwe’lljustdeleteyou.Yougotthat?Oneclickandyou’reoverwrittenwithrandomonesandzeros.Undeleteisnotanoption."Hetappedonthewindowbehindhim."He’sgettingoffhere,"hesaid.ThenheturnedbacktoShadow,pointedtohiscigarette."Synthetictoadskins,"hesaid."Youknowtheycansynthesizebufoteninnow?"
Thecarstopped,andthedoorwasopened.Shadowclimbedoutawkwardly.Hisbondswerecut.Shadowturnedaround.Theinsideofthecarhadbecomeonewrithingcloudofsmokeinwhichtwolightsglinted,nowcopper-colored,likethebeautifuleyesofatoad."It’sallaboutthedominantf**kingparadigm,Shadow.Nothingelseisimportant.Andhey,sorrytohearaboutyouroldlady."
Thedoorclosed,andthestretchlimodroveoff,quietly.Shadowwasacoupleofhundredyardsawayfromhismotel,andhewalkedthere,breathingthecoldair,pastredandyellowandbluelightsadvertisingeverykindoffastfoodamancouldimagine,aslongasitwasahamburger;andhereachedtheMotelAmericawithoutincident.
