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"
-
because
the
gang
’
s
…
all
…
here
!
"
Jack
brought
the
drink
to
his
mouth
and
downed
it
in
three
long
gulps
,
the
gin
highballing
down
his
throat
like
a
moving
van
in
a
tunnel
,
exploding
in
his
stomach
,
rebounding
up
to
his
brain
in
one
leap
where
it
seized
hold
of
him
with
a
final
convulsing
fit
of
the
shakes
.
When
that
passed
off
,
he
felt
fine
.
"
Do
it
again
,
please
,
"
he
said
,
and
pushed
the
empty
glass
toward
Lloyd
.
"
Yes
,
sir
,
"
Lloyd
said
,
taking
the
glass
.
Lloyd
looked
perfectly
normal
again
.
The
olive
-
skinned
man
had
put
his
.
32
away
.
The
woman
on
his
right
was
staring
into
her
singapore
sling
again
.
One
breast
was
wholly
exposed
now
,
leaning
on
the
bar
’
s
leather
buffer
.
A
vacuous
crooning
noise
came
from
her
slack
mouth
.
The
loom
of
conversation
had
begun
again
,
weaving
and
weaving
His
new
drink
appeared
in
front
of
him
.
"
Muchas
gracias
,
Lloyd
,
"
he
said
,
picking
it
up
.
"
Always
a
pleasure
to
serve
you
,
Mr
.
Torrance
.
"
Lloyd
smiled
.
"
You
were
always
the
best
of
them
,
Lloyd
.
"
"
Why
,
thank
you
,
sir
.
"
