That's why you're full of shit." The migrants grinned, some of them laughed out loud and there were words in Spanish, though the girl continued to stare at the attendant calmly, almos t w ithout expression. The attendant turned to a counter and came around with a wrench in his hand, hi s j aw set tightly. Majestyk reached over to put a hand on the man's arm. He said, "When did the toilet break? Since I used it?" "Listen, I got to do what I'm told." He pulled his arm away from Majestyk an d l owered his voice then, though the tension was still there. "Like anybody else. The boss says don't let no migrants in the toilets. He says I don't care the y d ancing around like they can taste it, don't let them in the toilets. They go i n t here, mess up the place, piss all over, take a bath in the sink, use all th e t owels, steal the toilet paper, man, it's like a bunch of pigs was in there. Place is filthy, I got to clean up after." "Let them use it," Majestyk said. "I tell you what my boss said.
