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Anderson
looked
at
the
five
of
us
uncertainly
.
He
even
looked
at
Del
,
but
Del
was
n't
talking
.
"
I
guess
it
could
be
worse
,
"
Anderson
said
.
"
That
's
right
,
"
I
agreed
.
"
He
could
still
be
alive
.
"
Curtis
blinked
--
that
possibility
seemed
not
to
have
crossed
his
mind
.
"
I
want
a
complete
report
about
this
on
my
desk
tomorrow
,
"
he
said
.
"
And
none
of
you
are
going
to
talk
to
Warden
Moores
about
it
until
I
've
had
my
chance
.
Are
you
?
"
We
shook
our
heads
vehemently
If
Curtis
Anderson
wanted
to
tell
the
warden
,
why
,
that
was
fine
by
us
.
"
If
none
of
those
asshole
scribblers
put
it
in
their
papers
--
"
"
They
wo
n't
,
"
I
said
.
"
If
they
tried
,
their
editors
'd
kill
it
.
Too
gruesome
for
a
family
audience
.
But
they
wo
n't
even
try
--
they
were
all
vets
tonight
.
Sometimes
things
go
wrong
,
that
's
all
.
They
know
it
as
well
as
we
do
.
"
Anderson
considered
a
moment
longer
,
then
nodded
.
He
turned
his
attention
to
Percy
,
an
expression
of
disgust
on
his
usually
pleasant
face
.
"
You
're
a
little
asshole
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
I
do
n't
like
you
a
bit
.
"
He
nodded
at
Percy
's
look
of
flabbergasted
surprise
.
"
If
you
tell
any
of
your
candy-ass
friends
I
said
that
,
I
'll
deny
it
until
Aunt
Rhody
's
old
gray
goose
comes
back
to
life
,
and
these
men
will
back
me
up
.
You
've
got
a
problem
,
son
.
"
He
turned
and
started
up
the
stairs
.
I
let
him
get
four
steps
and
then
said
:
"
Curtis
?
"
He
turned
back
,
eyebrows
raised
,
saying
nothing
.
