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           LouispausedonthesoftshouldertoletanOrincotruckloadedwithchemicalfertilizerblastbyhim,andthenhecrossedthestreettoJud’shouse,trailinghisshadowtothewestbehindhim.HeheldanopencanofCalocatfoodinonehand.

           Churchsawhimcrossingandsatup,hiseyeswatchful.

           "Hi,Church,"Louissaid,surveyingthesilenthouse."Wantsomegrub?"

           HeputthecanofcatfooddownonthetrunkoftheChevetteandwatchedasChurchleapedlightlydownfromitsroofandbegantoeat.Louisputhishandinhisjacketpocket.Churchlookedaroundathim,tensing,asifreadinghismind.Louissmiledandsteppedawayfromthecar.Churchbegantoeatagain,andLouistookasyringefromhispocket.Hestrippedthepapercoveringfromitandfilleditwith75milligramsofmorphine.HeputthemultidosevialbackinhisjacketandwalkedovertoChurch,wholookedaroundagainmistrustfully.Louissmiledatthecatandsaid,"Goon,eatup,Church.Hey-ho,let’sgo,right?"Hestrokedthecat,feltitsbackarch,andwhenChurchwentbacktohismealagain,Louisseizeditarounditsstinkinggutsandsanktheneedledeepintoitshaunch.

           Churchwentelectricinhisgrip,strugglingagainsthim,spittingandclawing,butLouisheldonanddepressedtheplungeralltheway.Onlythendidheletgo.ThecatleapedofftheChevette,hissinglikeateakettle,yellow-greeneyeswildandbaleful.Theneedleandsyringedangledfromitshaunchasitleaped,thenfelloutandbroke.

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