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"
Jesus
!
What
do
you
think
happened
to
him
?
"
"
I
’
m
scared
they
snatched
the
poor
devil
.
"
"
They
been
pushing
you
all
around
,
ain
’
t
they
?
"
"
Yeah
.
But
our
guys
got
in
some
good
licks
this
morning
.
But
if
your
old
man
turns
us
in
,
I
guess
they
’
ll
roll
over
us
tomorrow
.
"
"
Whole
thing
flops
,
huh
,
Mac
?
"
"
That
don
’
t
mean
anything
.
We
done
what
we
came
to
do
.
The
thing
goes
right
on
,
Al
.
You
just
make
peace
an
’
pretend
you
ain
’
t
ever
goin
’
to
get
burned
no
more
.
"
He
listened
.
"
Is
that
somebody
coming
?
"
He
ran
through
the
kitchen
and
into
the
front
of
the
house
,
and
looked
out
a
window
.
"
It
’
s
my
old
man
,
I
recognize
his
step
,
"
said
Al
.
Mac
returned
.
"
I
wanted
to
see
if
anybody
was
with
him
.
He
’
s
all
alone
.
We
could
make
a
sneak
,
I
guess
.
I
’
d
rather
tell
him
I
’
m
sorry
.
"
"
You
better
not
,
"
Al
advised
.
"
He
won
’
t
listen
to
nothing
from
you
.
He
hates
your
guts
.
"
There
were
steps
on
the
porch
and
the
door
burst
open
.
Anderson
stood
,
surprised
and
glaring
.
"
God
damn
it
,
"
he
shouted
.
"
You
bastards
get
out
of
here
.
I
’
ve
been
and
turned
you
in
.
The
sheriffs
goin
’
kick
the
whole
smear
of
you
off
my
land
.
"
His
chest
swelled
with
rage
.
