Suckers - J.A. Konrath
Suckers - J.A. Konrath
Suckers - J.A. Konrath
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"I told you. Can you figure out what he’s saying?"<br />
I stared at his mouth, but there was no way to translate. He was speaking very quickly and<br />
animatedly, poking the air with his butcher knife for emphasis.<br />
"He’s saying, ‘Roger...Roger...the time of reckoning is at hand...sweet, delicious Roger, I’ve<br />
killed for our love and will do so again...’"<br />
"Shut up," said Roger, laughing.<br />
"He’s got your picture tattooed on his chest."<br />
"Seriously, what’s he saying?"<br />
"I can’t tell. Something funky, I bet."<br />
"So is that weird or what?<br />
"Pretty weird. But it doesn’t mean he’s a killer. He could just be a torturer."<br />
"We should go over and get a closer look."<br />
"Yeah, right. What if we get caught?"<br />
"Death. Dismemberment. Extra chores."<br />
I peeked through the telescope again. "We’d better not. There’s definitely something wrong<br />
with this guy. At least there’s no blood on the knife. That’s a good sign."<br />
"Let’s go over."<br />
"No."<br />
"Why not?"<br />
"Because I don’t do dumb things that will get me in trouble."<br />
"Oh, come on. Don’t be such a wuss."<br />
"I’m not a wuss."<br />
"You’re a large, large wuss."<br />
"I’m not sneaking over there," I said. "Especially not with you. I barely even know you. You<br />
could have bodies stacked in your closet. Here, open your closet so I can make sure there aren’t<br />
any bodies stacked in there."<br />
"Fine, whatever," said Roger with a sigh. "I didn’t want to go over there anyway. I hope he<br />
gets the part."<br />
"What part?"<br />
"The play part."<br />
"What play part?"<br />
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