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Chapter 29
Itfoughtalongtimeagainsthavingittakenaway,flailingandthrashingaroundsomuchIfinallyhadtoliefulllengthontopofitandscissorthekickinglegswithminewhileImashedthepillowintotheface.Ilaythereontopofthebodyforwhatseemeddays.Untilthethrashingstopped.Untilitwasstillawhileandhadshudderedonceandwasstillagain.ThenIrolledoff.Iliftedthepillow,andinthemoonlightIsawtheexpressionhadn’tchangedfromtheblank,dead-endlooktheleastbit,evenundersuffocation.Itookmythumbsandpushedthelidsdownandheldthemtilltheystayed.ThenIlaybackonmybed.
Ilayforawhile,holdingthecoversovermyface,andthoughtIwasbeingprettyquiet,butScanlon’svoicehissingfromhisbedletmeknowIwasn’t.
"Takeiteasy,Chief,"hesaid."Takeiteasy.It’sokay."
"Shutup,"Iwhispered."Gobacktosleep."
Itwasquietawhile;thenIheardhimhissagainandask,"Isitfinished?"
Itoldhimyeah.
"Christ,"hesaidthen,"she’llknow.Yourealizethat,don’tyou?Sure,nobody’llbeabletoproveanything—anybodycouldakickedoffinpost-operativelikehewas,happensallthetime—buther,she’llknow."
Ididn’tsayanything.
"WasIyou,Chief,I’dbreezemytailoutahere.Yessir.Itellyouwhat.Youleaveoutahere,andI’llsayIsawhimupandmovingaroundafteryouliftandcoveryouthatway.That’sthebestidea,don’tyouthink?"
"Oh,yeah,justlikethat.Justask‘emtounlockthedoorandletmeout."
"No.
