Chapter 14

           There’sashipmentoffrozenpartscomeTindownstairs—heartsandkidneysandbrainsandthelike.Icanhearthemrumbleintocoldstoragedownthecoalchute.AguysittingintheroomsomeplaceIcan’tseeistalkingaboutaguyuponDisturbedkillinghimself.OldRawler.Cutbothnutsoffandbledtodeath,sittingrightonthecaninthelatrine,halfadozenpeopleintherewithhimdidn’tknowittillhefellofftothefloor,dead.

           WhatmakespeoplesoimpatientiswhatIcan’tfigure;alltheguyhadtodowaswait.