He was rocking back and forth on the rear legs, chewing on a toothpick. “You finished with your whore?” Dirker asked as Sobel approached. “Yup,” Sobel said. “I’m ready to go on the drive.” There was no other chair, so he sat down on the edge of the board-walk. “What’ve you been doin’?” “Nothin’,” Dirker said. “Just sittin’ here.” “You ate?” “Not yet.” “Let’s go get a steak, then, before we go back to camp.” “Suits me,” Dirker said. They got up and started walking. “Saw Flood in the Crystal,” Sobel said, “but not Trevor. We don’t wanna run into either of them. We’re supposed to already be in camp.” “Don’t think we have to worry about that,” Dirker said. “I heard they had some trouble.” “What kind of trouble?” “I heard somethin’ happened to Trevor.” “Like what?” Dirker shrugged. “Don’t rightly know,” he said. “Just heard there was some trouble.” “Well then, maybe we’ll have a chance to get back to camp before they notice we’re gone.”
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