| From the Grave (pt. 2) | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Jon- Yes, I was looking to speak to Jeff Jankowski....Yes, I know he doesn�t work there...I know this is the city morgue, thats why Im calling, hes one of the bodies....Oh, trust me he�s not dead. Please just go to his box for me...........Yes, im sure id be surprised to if I were you. Can you put him on please. Jeff- Hey man, thanks those cases weren�t as comfortable as the ones in New York. Jon- See anything interesting this time? Jeff- Ah, It�s great. All the naked women you could ever want. Jon- It almost makes me want to die... Jeff- Yeah, believe it or not you actually get tired of it after awhile, Anyway, you need something Jon- Yeah, Chris and Nick have apparently started a civil war in Canada and if we don�t do something they are going to blow up America. Jeff- Alright, I�l meet you in Ottawa tomorrow. Jon- Great, see ya. (Jon flips his phone closed and turns back to Tareq. Tareq is desperately trying to get into the side-cab) Jon- God, not again. Okay on three suck your stomach in and I�l push you down....1, 2...3 (Tareq sucks in his gut and Jon pushes him into his seat, as he falls into place a soft pop could be heard.) |
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