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JoLayne Lucks couldn't do it.

"Whatcha gone do with all that lottery money, nigger?"

"Get away from me, nigger! Get the hell away!" Chub, wild-eyed and hoarse.

Yep. Definitely the colonel.

The last thing Chub heard before blacking out was Bodean Gazzer bellowing: "Hey, I changed my mind! You kin let him die! Go 'head and let the asshole die!"

"You ain't no doctor," Chub said to her.

Chub exerted himself to make a sneer. "You muss be some kind a nigger-lover."

JoLayne Lucks couldn't do it.

Yep. Definitely the colonel.

"Well, it's tempting."

The white guy's face appeared over the woman's shoulder. He whistled and said, "Hey, sport, what happened to your eye?"

JoLayne Lucks couldn't do it.

Had to be a nightmare is all, a freak-out from the boat glue. That must be how come the nigger girl looks 'zackly like the one they'd robbed upstate, the one clawed the shit outta us with those hellacious electric-looking fingernails.

"Jesus Willy Christ!"

Craning his head, Chub saw it was attached to a striped, sand-caked body that could not possibly be his. The cock, for example, was puckered to the size of a raspberry; definitely not a millionaire's cock.

"No, but I work in a doctor's office. An animal doctor-"

"Well, I thought I'd buy me a Cadillac or two," JoLayne said, "and a giant-screen color TV."

"Don't you talk down to me."

"And maybe a watermelon patch!"

Yep. Definitely the colonel.

"Try to clean this messy gunshot and stop your bleeding."

JoLayne Lucks couldn't do it.

"Whatcha gone do with all that lottery money, nigger?"

Chub was too weak to hit her. He wasn't even a hundred percent sure he'd heard it right. Delirium slurred his senses.

Chub exerted himself to make a sneer. "You muss be some kind a nigger-lover."

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