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"
You
fucking
suck-ass
piece
of
shit
,
"
Marla
says
.
Around
us
,
everyone
stands
staring
.
Then
both
of
Marla
's
fists
are
beating
me
from
every
direction
.
"
You
killed
someone
,
"
she
's
screaming
.
"
I
called
the
police
and
they
should
be
here
any
minute
.
"
I
grab
her
wrists
and
say
,
maybe
the
police
will
come
,
but
probably
they
wo
n't
.
Marla
twists
and
says
the
police
are
speeding
over
here
to
hook
me
up
to
the
electric
chair
and
bake
my
eyes
out
or
at
least
give
me
a
lethal
injection
.
This
will
feel
just
like
a
bee
sting
.
An
overdose
shot
of
sodium
phenobarbital
,
and
then
the
big
sleep
.
Valley
of
the
Dogs
style
.
Marla
says
she
saw
me
kill
somebody
today
.
If
she
means
my
boss
,
I
say
,
yeah
,
yeah
,
yeah
,
yeah
,
I
know
,
the
police
know
,
everyone
's
looking
for
me
to
lethally
inject
me
,
already
,
but
it
was
Tyler
who
killed
my
boss
.
Tyler
and
I
just
happen
to
have
the
same
fingerprints
,
but
no
one
understands
.
