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"It was going to happen sooner or later," Michael said to Dunk "Might as wellsmart? You’ll be dead the minute you walk out of here"

"We’ve prettyyou for last"

Dunk’s face lit with a phony s into an abyss "I get it You want a bigger share Well, you’ve certainly earned it I can make that happen for you"

"Rand?"

Thethe wire in his fists Three others grabbed Dunk as he attempted to rise and shoved him hard onto thelike a fish "I treated you like a son!"

"You have no idea how funny that is"

As the wire slipped around Dunk’s neck, Michael stepped fro up a bit of a struggle in the second stall, but then Michael heard a final grunt and the thu the floor Greer met him in the front room, where bodies lay strewn amid overturned card tables One of theh the eye

"Are we done?" Michael asked

"McLean and Dybek got away in one of the trucks"

"They’ll stop the anywhere" Michael looked at Fastau, lying dead on the floor "We lose anyone else?"

"Not that I’ve heard"

They loaded the bodies into the five-ton that waited outside Thirty-six corpses in all, Dunk’s inner circle of murderers, pimps, thieves: they’d be carted to the dock, loaded onto a launch, and dumped in the channel

"What about the wo of Fastau--the man had been one of his best welders Any loss at this point was a concern

"Have Patch put theuard in one of the et them on a transport out of here"

"They’ll talk"

"Well, consider the source"