Slaughter (2015)
“The team of Sal and Harold were coming in early to prepare for an interview with the SBL Properties crane operator. He’d given his statement half a dozen times. Another wouldn’t hurt.
So far there had been only the occasional small contradiction. The crane hadn’t responded as usual to its controls. Quinn had heard that the operator was a redheaded guy named Perry, who looked about fourteen until a second look revealed he was about forty. He was still jumpy, and blamed himself for the crashing and carnage.
Of course, unless he was connected in some way to the acid that had melted some of the crane’s cables, or to the shaped charge, he had no reason to feel guilt.
Quinn poured himself a cup of coffee and went out to the tiny secluded courtyard behind the brownstone. There was a small green metal table there, and three green metal chairs. They were rust-free and weatherproof as long as Quinn painted them every spring.
Randall, the bulldog that lived next door, began to bark up a storm, u...ntil he heard Quinn’s voice and decided to be quiet.MoreLess
So far there had been only the occasional small contradiction. The crane hadn’t responded as usual to its controls. Quinn had heard that the operator was a redheaded guy named Perry, who looked about fourteen until a second look revealed he was about forty. He was still jumpy, and blamed himself for the crashing and carnage.
Of course, unless he was connected in some way to the acid that had melted some of the crane’s cables, or to the shaped charge, he had no reason to feel guilt.
Quinn poured himself a cup of coffee and went out to the tiny secluded courtyard behind the brownstone. There was a small green metal table there, and three green metal chairs. They were rust-free and weatherproof as long as Quinn painted them every spring.
Randall, the bulldog that lived next door, began to bark up a storm, u...ntil he heard Quinn’s voice and decided to be quiet.MoreLess
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