Chapter 23
I kept my walking pace at brisk. Everhet, dope sick, keeps saying he has to piss. Which evolved into needing to take a shit after several refusals.
“Can’t we just stop and chew a little gum?” Everhet says, “I’ll share.”
I ignored him until the next phase—when he became silent, walking with an expressionless face, almost tired.
Chapter 22
Doing something for the company is to do something for the family which is to do something for God since God chose the family. And to do anything for God you are therefore doing it for humanity. Clearly. It’s not complicated if you don’t think about it.
But I’m wondering how many of these rituals that are for the company are actually for something else.
I felt like I was playing on the clock.
Chapter 21
“What are we offering?” Everhet asks.
Cryptic as usual, I ask for clarification. And he responds with the same question.
“What are we offering?”
So I go with the quick pitch.
Chapter 20
She turns the camera on.
Having had a part in some of the new looming FMCA updates, we wanted to cover our bases on likely changes of procedure in the future instead of having to do them retroactively.
Chapter 19
The cabin was no bigger than a two-bedroom cube from the outside.
Morgen knocked on the door, cleared her throat, and the door opened itself.
Once inside I started feeling ill. The interior of the cabin extended many directions much farther than the exterior led on. From the outside it looked like a shack, but we were inside a mansion with multiple levels.
Chapter 18
Last weekend; Friday after lunch.
Morgen walked ahead with her gun barrel aiming at the ground while scanning the horizon and sweeping the tall grass with a killer’s intensity. All morning I’d been worrying how to operate this gun. I’ve never held or used one before. It seemed pretty simple. You pump it. You point it. You make something explode like a nanoscopic Big Bang Event.
Chapter 17
It’s that feeling that everything is so good that you try to think back to earlier that day to where you missed something. Because you must have missed something for you to feel this good. I try to explain this stuff to Butler and get no reaction. It’s another thing I can’t articulate well.
Chapter 16
Everhet employed his swooping charisma to charm the director of the contemporary art museum downtown to let him use the main exhibit room for his newest installation.
Immediate upon getting our passes it began to feel like I was leading one of those required timeshare sales meetings during your vacation that you earned by sitting through the same meeting on your last vacation. It’s infinite loop logic.