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Chapter 2
Andlaterhe’dtellhimselfthattheeveningatSammi’shadfeltwrongfromthestart,thatevenashe’dfollowedMollyalongthatcorridor,shufflingthroughatrampledmulchofticketstubsandstyrofoamcups,he’dsensedit.Linda’sdeath,waiting...
They’dgonetotheNamban,afterhe’dseenDeane,andpaidoffhisdebttoWagewitharollofArmitage’sNewYen.Wagehadlikedthat,hisboyshadlikeditless,andMollyhadgrinnedatCase’ssidewithakindofecstaticferalintensity,obviouslylongingforoneofthemtomakeamove.Thenhe’dtakenherbacktotheChatforadrink.
`Wastingyourtime,cowboy,’Mollysaid,whenCasetookanoctagonfromthepocketofhisjacket.
`How’sthat?Youwantone?’Heheldthepillouttoher.
`Yournewpancreas,Case,andthoseplugsinyourliver.Armitagehadthemdesignedtobypassthatshit.’Shetappedtheoctagonwithoneburgundynail.`You’rebiochemicallyincapableofgettingoffonamphetamineorcocaine.’
`Shit,’hesaid.Helookedattheoctagon,thenather.
`Eatit.Eatadozen.Nothing’llhappen.’
Hedid.Nothingdid.
Threebeerslater,shewasaskingRatzaboutthefights.
`Sammi’s,’Ratzsaid.
`I’llpass,’Casesaid,`Iheartheykilleachotherdownthere.’
Anhourlater,shewasbuyingticketsfromaskinnyThaiinawhitet-shirtandbaggyrugbyshorts.
Sammi’swasaninflateddomebehindaportsidewarehouse,tautgrayfabricreinforcedwithanetofthinsteelcables.
