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"What're you gone do to me, if I might ast?"

"You gone kill me, girl?" Chub asked.

Chub exerted himself to make a sneer. "You muss be some kind a nigger-lover."

JoLayne Lucks couldn't do it.

"Get away from me, nigger! Get the hell away!" Chub, wild-eyed and hoarse.

"Don't you talk down to me."

"Don't you talk down to me."

"What're you gone do to me, if I might ast?"

"Well, I thought I'd buy me a Cadillac or two," JoLayne said, "and a giant-screen color TV."

Chub exerted himself to make a sneer. "You muss be some kind a nigger-lover."

"You heard the man." It was the white guy, holding the Remington. "He wants to bleed out. You heard him, JoLayne."

"-and you're about the dumbest, smelliest critter I ever saw," the woman said matter-of-factly.

"-and you're about the dumbest, smelliest critter I ever saw," the woman said matter-of-factly.

"Good question," the woman said.

"You gone kill me, girl?" Chub asked.

"Get away from me, nigger! Get the hell away!" Chub, wild-eyed and hoarse.

Had to be a nightmare is all, a freak-out from the boat glue. That must be how come the nigger girl looks 'zackly like the one they'd robbed upstate, the one clawed the shit outta us with those hellacious electric-looking fingernails.

"Good question," the woman said.

"Get away from me, nigger! Get the hell away!" Chub, wild-eyed and hoarse.

"Good question," the woman said.

"Well, it's tempting."

The last thing Chub heard before blacking out was Bodean Gazzer bellowing: "Hey, I changed my mind! You kin let him die! Go 'head and let the asshole die!"

The last thing Chub heard before blacking out was Bodean Gazzer bellowing: "Hey, I changed my mind! You kin let him die! Go 'head and let the asshole die!"

"-and you're about the dumbest, smelliest critter I ever saw," the woman said matter-of-factly.

Chub was too weak to hit her. He wasn't even a hundred percent sure he'd heard it right. Delirium slurred his senses.

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